[With a buzz of excitement about her at her encouragement, Tifa's arm loops through Dehya's, and she glances around the shop for the change rooms.]
Ah, over there!
[And she might swing her arm out and grab another dress on the way that grabs her eye—a red number, a stark, bolder contrast to the light, pastel blue that she'd grabbed.]
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[With a buzz of excitement about her at her encouragement, Tifa's arm loops through Dehya's, and she glances around the shop for the change rooms.]
Ah, over there!
[And she might swing her arm out and grab another dress on the way that grabs her eye—a red number, a stark, bolder contrast to the light, pastel blue that she'd grabbed.]
Let's meet back out here and compare.