"Your bra strap is showing."
The woman glanced over her shoulder, around the empty lobby, where the voice she had heard echoed like that of someone speaking into a tin can telephone.
"Sorry to have to bring that to your attention, but somebody had to tell you. I can accept your debit card if you're ready."
The woman narrowed her eyes and slid her card into the ATM, pulling her fingers all the way back to her chest once it was accepted. She pressed a few buttons on the keypad while continuing to watch the screen.
"Are you sure that you want to withdraw that amount right now?" came the voice. "You can start a savings account with just a fraction of that money, and our interest rates are highly competitive. The first month's interest alone would be enough to buy you some fancier undergarments."
The woman pressed a few more buttons, snatched her card, and backed out the lobby door.
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