Zoe frowned, that was an odd choice of words. But before she could dwell on it he was offering to get her clothes. "What? No. No, no, really, just take me home." She frowned and patted his arm as if trying to stop him, "Chance, come on.." but then they were parking and wanted to beat her head against the window. "You're bleeding and you're going to go shopping?"
She put a hand to her forehead knowing this was pointless to argue but then dropped it and quickly shouted after him as he started to get out of the car, "Just something simple! Whatever is on sale. Think of it this way, only if you hate it, then get it." because she knew his taste in clothing which went from ultra expensive to downright hooker attire with no in between. All she needed was a simple top and bottom that shouldn't cost more than $10 total so she could wear something to get home from his place.