[Alicia's expression is, for once, not capricious or even terribly serious - it's a gentle smile, perhaps calmer than Rachel's seen her in the last few minutes, and when she catches Rachel's eye she gives a small nod. As if to say, go on, it's okay.]
Okay! I'll be here.
[As she disappears into the changing room, Alicia takes a few steps back to give her privacy; she audibly starts to look through some of the closer racks, humming softly. She feels like the Muzak isn't loud enough in here...]
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Okay! I'll be here.
[As she disappears into the changing room, Alicia takes a few steps back to give her privacy; she audibly starts to look through some of the closer racks, humming softly. She feels like the Muzak isn't loud enough in here...]