[The book is put away, yet Grell is now smirking.]

Then this is a fitting punishment.

[She looks to the pair of stringy cloth, pointing to it.]

That's actually the best selling item this week! Don't crumple it, or you'll also be getting the wrinkles out! [Grell adjusts her glasses. She can't have people manhandling her merchandise!]

If this were true exhibitionism, I'd have you doing this nearer to a window. [Tilts head to the side, still smirking a bit.] I'm not quite sure what you're fussing about. Would you want some random man rifling through all these? [Gestures with her hand to the clothing.]