[He first goes through the dress shirts, pondering over the different sizes and styles and colors before spotting a shade fairly close to his image color—just the thing he needs after being dressed in pure white and powder blue. He inspects the tag on the inside collar, the seams, stitching, etc. The tag has a gold chicken on it for some reason, but the rest looks good! He'll take it. Now all he needs are some pants and a fashionable blazer to match.
For this outfit, anyway. He'll be coming back for more stuff to hang in the suite later, taking several outfits' worth of clothes if he can get away with it. As much as his arms can carry! Or as much as Leona's arms can carry, ideally. But for now, he's on a hunt for pants.
Then Leona asks him if he sings, to which the obvious answer is yes. Why yes, yes he does sing, and quite beautifully at that! But rather than start bragging, he opts to make it a trade.
Fair is fair, after all.]
I'll tell you all about what I do if you tell me exactly what the spiked food does! In detail, please ♪
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For this outfit, anyway. He'll be coming back for more stuff to hang in the suite later, taking several outfits' worth of clothes if he can get away with it. As much as his arms can carry! Or as much as Leona's arms can carry, ideally. But for now, he's on a hunt for pants.
Then Leona asks him if he sings, to which the obvious answer is yes. Why yes, yes he does sing, and quite beautifully at that! But rather than start bragging, he opts to make it a trade.
Fair is fair, after all.]
I'll tell you all about what I do if you tell me exactly what the spiked food does! In detail, please ♪