Amy had never worn thigh-highs before, and thought it might be interesting to go out in public with them. After all, the only downside would be a hard time from Lina.
"Maybe Lina will laugh when she sees me in them" thinks Amy.
As she moves to the front of the device, her face falls as she sees, not a pair of long, thigh-length, socks but a pair of simple below the ankle white socks.
"Well I guess it was just a joke machine after all" she says aloud.
She picked of the socks. They felt warm and strangely soft. Amy has a sudden desire to put them on.
She looked down at what she could see of her socks coming out of her shoes, they looked dirty and started to feel really uncomfortable.
"It's just a pair of socks," she reasons with herself, "it's not like anyone will miss them and besides, the thing didn't work right in the first place."
Taking off her tennis shoes and her old socks, she slipped the new ones on. She could have sworn she felt a tingling as they came over her feet. Instantly the discomfort was gone and she marveled at how good they felt and how nice the looked.
"At least I got something good out of this crazy place" she says," oh well , I'd better go find Lina."
Amy then wandered through the shop to find her friend.