[He glances around the store again, then at her; there's a long pause, and then- his shoulder drop, a mix of relaxation and defeat. You can almost hear the sound of logic slamming the door on paranoia, however temporarily.]

With everything free here, I may as well collect a full wardrobe for all seasons. Even if they're never used, better to have than not... waiting would be a drain on funds I'm not likely to have later.

[He's got no illusions of his entertainment capabilities on a reality show that apparently revolves around interpersonal drama. Why did they pick him to be here, exactly?

Not that he's complaining, but. It's weird as heck.]