A Tart in White Clothing

I recently watched the American street magician called Various on Buchanan Street. I've seen him loads of times and he is excellent. In the middle of one of his tricks, two young girls walked past, giggling loudly, whirled round to see what was happening and then stopped to watch. One of them looked a bit pissed and it was only 1.00pm.

She was dressed in white leggings, black shoes and some sort of white short shift dress with a hugely plunging neckline showing off her rounded breasts almost staying within the confines of her padded bra...that everyone could see. Oh, and a set of fluffy pink horns. Her and her friend were adding loud ad-libs to the show and Various said "That's kind of false advertising isn't it, you in a white dress".

It fell on deaf ears. Well it fell on stupid ears as she had no clue what he meant, saying "Huh? Whit?" very loudly. He said it again. Still didn't understand. Her friend leant over and whispered in her ear a bit loudly. "He means you cannae be a virgin if you're wearing white". "Whit?" She still didn't get it. Her friend had to tell her about four times what he meant and then Ping!, she got it. "Haw!!, haud on yous" (beg pardon?), she cackled and turned round quickly with her arms folded below her bosoms and stomped off for about three paces in a huffy (but fake) way and just turned back again, probably making sure her friend was in tow, which she was so she turned again, and left.

I think you want Newcastle, love.