You're right about that, but that doesn't mean I'll just wear anything.

[He's very picky about his fashions, despite the multicolored disasters that Jim saw earlier. He likes color and he likes crazy shit, but that doesn't mean he isn't discerning about the crazy shit he wears.

He picks at the starry blouse he's wearing today and sighs.]

But it would be a shame to get all these new things covered in sauces so quickly. So I'll leave it to you and see where your sense takes me.