The taxi driver might know what that meant; Susan had not a clue. She assumed it was some kind of tailor, the concept of the department store not being one that existed on the Disc. She was slightly skeptical about the whole dress-finding endeavor--Archancellor Ridcully had once, though she did not know it, thought her 'attractive in a skinny way', and to her mind that was not a way conducive to finding a dress. A full, corseted figure was the ideal of beauty in Discworld, and Susan...did not fit that category. At all.

Still, surprisingly, she was actually enjoying the idea of shopping. Never in her life had she gone trailing around the shops--she gave tailors money, they gave her clothes back, and that was about it. Occasionally, when she had no alternative, she'd go buy a new pair of boots. But this...this looked to be a whole different kind of experience altogether--far more so because of the novelty of the setting than because of the shopping itself.