Just who sent this woman to the store? Not that Grell minded those that ran from the law, but she must know this person well if they recommended her shop to hide out in.

"Sounds like you live an exciting life," Grell stated, placing the bottle back on the shelf. If she could bottle blood for perfume, surely she'd sell it. "Just don't plan to hide here when the chief of police strolls in."

As if that would ever happen. Grell pegged Integra as the sort to order her undergarments as discreetly as possible.

She motioned her head over to the section of the store with red velvet curtains. "I keep those in another area. There are a few shy customers who might be skittish at something more than what they're used to."