[ He's not sure which sounds worse so he appeases her, finding a changing room in the back of the store. They certainly hug him in the right spots, but he can't say he enjoys them better than shorts. At least those allowed him some movement. He pulls back the curtain, already frowning. He knows Grell isn't going to let him leave without them. ]
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You may as well find me a shirt, at this rate.