While on the ground (Sorry, 'First') floor, a young... lady? ...entered the store.
This, my friends, is Anastasia Taflor. Don't call her Anna. Called her Tash. She likes Tash.
But anyway, Tash enters the store, glad to be in somewhere warm for once. Her flat is extremely cold since she had turned off the heating in order to conserve money, along with the majority of the electrical appliances.
She pulls her wooly hat down - it's one of the few thick items of clothing she owns. Her skirt is quite obviously threadbare, and as much as she doesn't want to, she's going to have to buy a new one. What a money drain she thinks, sighing.
She wanders up to a random employee and taps them on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, but could you direct me to the clothing section?" She asks, speaking in slightly accented English.