The next day ...
Travis was at a women's boutique because he wanted to buy a dress for Phoebe to wear that evening to his friend's wedding. the man approached the boutique keeper who was a girl wearing a blue uniform combined with white jeans and an identification label attached to her chest, then tied her hair in a ponytail.
"Hi, I need help," he said.
"Sure, what can I do for you, Sir?" asked the girl with a friendly smile.
"Um ..." Travis glanced at the array of dresses attached to the headless mannequins. "Please choose the best dress here. It looks simple but elegant, and not too sexy..she's quite slender and about 165cm tall."
"Oh, okay." The girl nodded her head as if knowing a size that matched the stature features Travis had mentioned.
"But do you want to request a color question?"
."I don't know, but maybe a dusty pink or dark blue would be good for her," Travis said thoughtfully.
