[ Sans her jacket, Clara's looking at scarves, going back and forth. Now, she's unsure of herself, but she's determined to keep looking until she finds what she considers perfect. She doesn't know if he'll actually use it, and she realizes with a start she's never given him a gift. Has she? ]

No, no, no...

[ Going through another stack, she frowns at herself as she's discarded all of her options. Maybe she should go to the amulets after all. ]

Either I have bad taste, or I'm just out of luck.

[ She says it to no one in particular, blowing her bangs up in a huff. ]