Is it a fire?

Maria pushed in the portable wood clothing rack, it had black garment bags stacked back to back. There were at least ten dresses. Ruth was counting on the volume to make Phoebe look unreasonable if she rejected all of the dresses.

"Here!! If you do not like this one in particular, you can choose another. I selected all these for you." She bounced on her feet excitedly.

How would anyone now insinuate that she didn't like Phoebe after this display of affection.

The scene was all too familiar, Phoebe could remember all the times that Ruth brought over clothes to the Gabriel home, claiming that they were new yet they were her old clothes. She would act all generous and act as she threw away her hand me downs.

Phoebe did not want to disappoint Ruth so she played along, taking a look at the dresses as Maria unveiled them. She looked and examined them from top to bottom.