Jeff collected himself and put Emilia in the car. It would be morning soon and he had to sneak her back into the store still. He picked Emilia up out of the car and opened the door to the mall. A flashlight popped on and pointed at Jeff. "Oh, hey Jeff, long night huh?"
Jeff smiled, breathing a sigh of relief knowing it was just the nighttime mall security, and nodded, "Yeah, got rearrange the store before the manager gets here!" The security guard smiled and turned off his flashlight, "Well, good luck to you!"
Once at the store he carefully removed the barcode and serial number from the damaged mannequin, which was in the form of a sticker. He put the bar code for her right above her ass on her lower back, and couldn't help himself as he gave a playful little squeeze. Or tried to, at least, but her hard plastic ass did not give at all to his efforts, and Jeff internally thought how he much preferred her normally plush and pillowy ass. She was able to "see" still, and watched this happen, and she took note of how once the sticker stuck onto her, it almost seemed to implant itself over her identity. The serial number read "MM-JSW05" and in Emilia's head, it implanted itself as her identity. She still knew she was Emilia, but she felt like she had been called Erin, MM-JSW05 all her life. She suddenly was surprised the the appearance of an actual name, as she had no idea where Erin had come from. She could only guess that the name of the model the sticker was from was called the Erin model by the factory. Meanwhile, Jeff placed her in the store, the employees started arriving as did Mike the general manager. He complemented Jeff on rearrange the store and asked that he meet with the workers quick to give them a few notes.
As he was meeting with the workers, Mike let the mannequin company people in. Mike took off the clothes and now wig that Emilia had been wearing. He thought it was odd, as the clothes, particularly the bra was warm, like it had been worn recently. He also found it weird, as none of their sports mannequins had wigs, and this one did. A high quality wig at that, seeing it was made directly from Emilia's wavy bronze coloured hair. The chronivac had woven it into an artificial wig but it was still very much her very real and high quality hair used to make it. Of course, Mike didn't know this, and just thought Jeff had accidentally taken a wig from one of the many other shops in the mall, perhaps a barber or head ware shop, and just put it on this mannequin out of laziness or trying to make it look better. Looking around to make sure no one was looking, Mike decided to pocket the wig and continue on.
He explained to the mannequin people that he had received a broken mannequin from them and needed to swap one out. The expensive mannequins he had ordered actually have sensors embedded in them and can tell when an issue arises. They scanned all of the mannequins in the store and found Emilia being the one that was reported damaged, as her newly placed serial number sticker matched the mannequin that had reported itself damaged, and swapped her out with another mannequin. They explained that they will give him a brand new one and deliver this to another store. Mike shook his hand, and they swapped them and left.
As soon as he was done meeting with the employees, Jeff asked what the men in overalls were here for. Mike replied, "One of the mannequins was defective and I had set it aside last night, these mannequins have built in sensors to let us know they're broken in some way. But you somehow got it to work today! Still, we swapped the mannequins out just to be safe and that one will be delivered to another store after repairs. Jeff, next time this happens, let me know. You don't have to fix or hide your mistake, the mannequin company covers the costs for this accident as they are testing these new models. Still, good work on the repairs! I might promote you!"
Jeff was listening to none of what Mike was saying though, as he was internally freaking out.