Dōjima laughed, trying to juggle her armload of clothing as she dug in her purse for her cell.

Flipping it open, she winked at Rikku before typing out a message.

ohaiyo, aijin. odoranai?

"Mean!" she gleefully announced, hitting send. "Too bad they're gonna miss out," she sighed, heading towards a dressing room. "Hey, Rikku, wanna share one? I'm gonna need help with these laces."