Progress... of some sort. It wasn't exactly what she had planned, but at the very least, the girl had now entry to the shop. As something, or someone, else as a customer anyway. Being completely soaked was just a small sacrifice in exchange. Oblivious to his shameful feelings, the blonde now took a few steps closer, over the doorstep. [b]"Thank you."[/b] Thanking the person who got her into this mess in the first place, was that even right? [b]"I also require a fresh pair of clothes, temporary."[/b] She demanded. After all, she had to dry her current attire, maybe even wash it. [b]"And I am called November."[/b] November finally introduced herself, before adding. [b]"I'll be in your care."[/b]