[her voice says oh but her face says no. peter shakes his head. he likes comfort as much as the next person, but the color is not his bag. he stuff the shirt back on the rack without much more thought.]

Neons were a thing back home a long time ago, and I can respect that everything old becomes retro and "in" again but I think I'll stick to a little less flash and a little more timeless.

[he rummages through until he finds a grey hoodie this time along with some soft blue pants that look like they'll fit a little better.]

I think these will do. [he holds the cloths up, looking for some kind of recognizable paper price tag with an item code and comes up empty.] Hey, like how am I supposed to figure out how much I owe you for getting me this stuff? There's like no price tags anywhere.