"I wouldn't ditch you." He was very sincere about that. Even if she was completely off her rocker, she was the only person that Ted knew here. He'd be a fool to abandon the one person who had stopped to talk to him and try to help.
Ted wandered through the men's section, giving his crooked smile to the sales people who were looking at him funny. He quickly and carefully chose a pair of jeans, a fairly nice shirt, and a sweater. Then he grabbed a package of socks, and one of underwear because he didn't really want to change out of the jumpsuit and have to wear the prison shorts still. After he got a pair of athletic shoes, he started toward the register.
But as he passed a few racks, he remembered that there had been snow outside. Quickly, he found a warm looking coat. He wasn't used to snow or cold.
When he got to the counter, he smiled. "I got a coat." He pointed out. "I hope that's okay."
Ted tried to smile at the cashier, but he was feeling more conscious about his bright orange outfit than he had before. He couldn't wait to change.