[ooc: I couldn't decide who to pick but better late than never :P]
Jimmy looked around Frou Frou. Usually he wouldn't be caught dead in a store like this, picking out clothing among the womens' part. But he needed to pick up a blouse or something for his mom since her birthday was coming up soon-ish. Or so he thought anyways.
Really, he had no idea what he was doing as he rifled through all of the clothing. "Fuck. I should have brought Tristan along," Jimmy mumbled under his breath to himself. The older women who were a few racks over looked at him sharply when he swore but he politely smiled and apologized, excusing himself from their ear reach.
Looking at what he thought might be a rather nice shirt, Jimmy held it up and turned it this way and that. He had no idea what he was doing though, so he looked around for the closest girl. Spotting a young woman a few clothing racks away, Jimmy made his way over to her. She looked fashion savvy enough to at least give him a few pointers. "Excuse me," he said, calling over to her as he approached her.
"Could you just.." He was about to ask her for help but then he saw the shirt she had just been holding disappear. Jimmy blinked a few times to make sure his vision wasn't being spotty and looked at what she was holding. It looked like she just had a hanger in her hands but he could have sworn she had just been holding a shirt too! "Did you just.. What .." Baffled, Jimmy tried to manage to put together a sentence but he couldn't quite gather up his wits.