Oh, she certainly does. And she'd like her even more if she had an ounce of taste.

Rachel's nose wrinkles as she heads into the shop, muttering, "Turquoise-studded, seriously?"


It's not exactly Payless. And while these would certainly qualify as 'custom shoes,' the leather the cobbler fits her with is less than comfortable.

Still, Rachel knows the look of a salesman who thinks he's giving her a good deal. The cobbler beams at her as she paces the room thoughtfully, eyes down on her 'shoes.'

They aren't turquoise-studded but they're not half bad either.


By the time Kate returns, Rachel's leaning outside the front door, beaming proudly, morphing outfit accompanied by new, handmade leather boots.

"Took you long enough."