"What is it? Do you think you get to do whatever you want in Chicago, just because you are wearing clothes from SK Fashion?"
The rich girl smiled even more charmingly, "I'm glad that you know. I assume that you also know that my clothes are the latest, and they are from Light Breeze, the best designer of SK Fashion. You are well aware that you can never afford them, right?"
She was implying that since she could afford such expensive clothes, she wasn't someone Paige could mess with.
"That's it?" Paige raised her hand to signal the shop assistant to come over. "Tell her. The shoes I'm wearing are dirty. How much do I have to pay for dry-cleaning it?"