[She's better than a store, and her clothing is absolutely serviceable and won't fall apart at any given moment, surely. Marinette, if nothing else, knows how to work people, and she took the time to study this man before calling him over. She sees his hesitation and his natural resistance, but he -- like most boys -- is susceptible to the clumsy dogooder persona she's become expertly practiced with putting on.]

[He takes the bait.]

Thank you so much! I worked really hard on them.

[Looming is right, considering Marinette is short, herself. But she doesn't seem intimidated, more just eager to impress him.]

[(But that advice-- if she was less professional she might break character and laugh)]

You noticed, huh....? Sometimes I'm so clumsy I don't know how I make anything work. [A sheepish laugh] But you're right! I'm... confident! I'm confident!

[saying it over and over doesn't make it true, but okay.]