“I already have a dress for the party.” Racheal said, looking at the large garment rack between her and the beauty team. “I don't need a dress, thank you.”

“They are all paid for already, ma'am.” The leader of the team said.

“What?” Racheal looked at them in disbelief.

This was not how it worked. She should have been given the option to pick a dress from the bunch, and they would have returned the rest.

Looking at the garment rack that held at least thirty fancy dresses, ...