Her eyes flicker to his arms for the briefest moment, her lip catches between her teeth but she's already moved on to looking at the shirt again. "Yeah. This work for you."

Diana's brow is furrowed in thought and she taps a slender finger against her chin. "But it's missing something."

A look of realization dawns on her face. "Oh, I know. Go put that Vulpix shirt on. I'm just gonna grab something." She turns and walks off, ignoring the pleas of a clerk trying to explain she can't walk around the store in clothes she hasn't bought yet.

Whilst he's getting changed, there's a knock. Diana stands there, holding a faux brown leather jacket over the top of the door. "Here. Put this over it."

As she waits for him, she makes conversation through the door. "So, you said you had Vulpix...es?" She frowns. What even is the plural of Vulpix? "You got the white ones or the red ones?"