Once inside the shop, Daphne released the other girl's elbow. She sighed in annoyance as one hand flew up to tuck a lose strand hair between her ear. Her ponytail had a flaw! It was imperfect! This wouldn't do. Craning her neck, she tried to spot a mirror within the shop, only managing to find the socks section. "Maybe the ribbons are over," paused Miss Hopton to raise her hand and flick a finger in the general direction where her amber eyes were focused on. "There."