John, who was now awkwardly holding two different toothbrush holders, as if feeling their weight might tell him something about them, looked over at the other man in the aisle.
He could easily recognize the unease on his face, because John felt it a bit as well. He should have invited Tara. She could have just thrown things in the cart and made him buy them.
"Well," he said, but couldn't really find any good ways to finish off that thought.