(JT comes out of her fitting room while the cust she's with puts a bra on)
Daughter: EXCUSE ME!
JT: yes... Can I help you?
Daughter: (pushes bikini top into JT's hand) get this in another size
JT: I'm in a fitting but I can get someone...
Daughter: there's no one here, can't you just get it!?
JT: I am in a fitting as I said, I can get someone for you or someone will be our here...
Daughter: there hasn't been anyone for ages!
JT: she might be fetching something from the stockroom, she has to keep running backwards and forwards from there as she's got to help all the ladies trying on. So she won't be able to stay with you while you try things on like in a fitting
Mum: I don't want a fitting...
JT: I'll go and get someone then
(MR goes out and apologises in a very passive/aggressive way, then asks what is required. Daughter stomps off in a huff)
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