Chapter 11Bloomingdales
Friday, mid-afternoon
The party arrived at Bloomingdales. Julio gaped at all of the fine clothing. “I used to walk around Macy’s during the day when I couldn’t sleep. They didn’t have this kind of stuff there.”
Armand quickly walked over to the men’s department and turned to Etienne. “I don’t know Julio’s personal style, but comfortable underwear is a must.”
Armand put ten silk undershirts and boxers on the counter to be rung up. He handed the packages to Martin who traveled out to the limousine. Hands free again, Armand strolled over to the men’s socks and picked out silk socks in various dark colors. “You pick some colors you like. The ones that I picked are good for your suits.”
Etienne walked up to them with two pair of socks, one in pink and one in gray. “
