"You said they'd measure me?" he gave another look over toward the employees and then back to Ana, "What?" He pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes and moved to hang the shirt back up. "Not a date shirt."
He continued to move along the shirts, stopping to curiously study a few every now and then. Lifting his focus up to his friend and the blue shirt, he scrunched up his nose again, giving a bit of a shrug, "it's alright. Blue's my favorite color." He pulled another from the rack and held it up, "this one?"