"Well," Mary began, her tongue sucking gently against the back of her teeth. Hers was not a clothes shop, so she couldn't even name a competitor. "I think there's a shop that sells that sort of thing not far from here. Down the street, turn left. I don't rightly recall the name, might start with an 'R'. "Once ye 'ave yer new wrapper or whatever, ye can come back ta' me fer something that sparkles."