Off on lunch

EM: when are you back?
VG: never... Now. Do you need me?
EM: I need JB to do a fitting at 1pm and I'll be on lunch so I'll need you to co-ordinate
VG: that's fine. Do you want to go now?
EM: I'm just going to get some bikini bottoms and then I'll tell you about the ladies trying on
VG: ah what?!

(EM goes and comes back)

EM: ok, these are for the lady in number four. She's a bit shouty. And there's a lady in number six who wants to try on all the Esmes we have in a 36FF as they come up so differently
VG: oh I hate that! I never know what to say! Ok, go on lunch

(A few minutes later, EM is in the office about to go)

VG: EM! You owe me!
EM: why?!?
VG: the lady in number four was so pissed off when I appeared
EM: oh my god! Why?!
VG: she shouted 'you! Are you a fitter?' I said yes and she said 'good, get in here' I told her I had to check if anyone else needed help first and then I would be with her. Then she shouted 'I was told to put the bra on and someone would be with me but no one has come!'
EM: I didn't tell her I would be with her...
VG: I think it's just because she thinks she's being passed around. So JB can you go and fit her?
JB: what?! So you're going to pass her to me again?
VG: she'll be fine with her fitter... It's just other people