Jethrow was lost the second he walked in. He didn't know anything about clothes. He tried to remember what his sister Kristas boyfriend had worn to the last concert they'd gone to. He saw a pair of black jeans in his size on a rack and grabbed them. He looked at the shirt he was wearing, a black one with a silver exclamation mark in the center and decided it was fine. But a glance at a rack with a leather jacket on it caught his eye. He'd need a jacket and that one was nice. He pulled it off the hanger and went to find the dressing room.

It was crowded so he had to wait a few minutes for one to open. When it did he quickly moved into it. The pants fit good, so he didn't need a belt. The jacket was a little snug but a glance in the mirror told him he looked okay. He took a look at the outfit in the mirror and decided it was good.

After changing back into his regular clothes he took his items up to the counter and laid them down. "I'd like to purchase these please."