“Sure. Do you want to pick, or do you want me to do that for you?”
I look over at all the racks and shudder. “You pick. Jeans, T-shirts, a jacket. Casual stuff.”
“Okay. How many of each?”
“Let’s say for a month.”
“Socks, underwear? I’ll need the bra size.”
“Hm. Medium?”
She laughs and shakes her head. “Let’s make it sports bras. Those are stretchy.”
“Yup, that would work.”
“Perfect. I’ll start collecting your things. You can wait there, or you can go to the store next door and get her some cosmetics if she needs any.”
“I’ll do that. Please make sure you pick the good stuff. No budget limit.”
I shoot Felix a message, asking about Angelina’s shoe size, and head into the neighboring shop. When I tell the attendant what I need, she starts asking me questions about skin and hair type,
