Ten minutes later, they emerged from the aquarium into the bright afternoon sun.
As they walked around Xylos's Shopping Center, Grayson turned around and said, "One thing first."
Neville raised an eyebrow.
Grayson gestured at his own shirt with an expression of distaste that Neville had never seen before on that face.
"We probably need to change."
Neville looked down at his own shirt nightmare and remembered his ridiculous glasses.
"Agreed." He said, nodding.
What followed was an experience Neville could only describe as "shopping with a man who had no concept of a budget."
They found a nearby boutique that wasn't as expensive as the one that Neville had been with Gloria before, but it was still expensive by commoners' standards.
They entered one of those minimalist establishments that had more mirrors than merchandise. Grayson swept through their racks, quickly selecting items.
"This one." A soft gray sweater, cashmere blend, in Neville's size.
