"Well, I don't know what else to suggest." Pete shrugged a bit, though he kept looking at the image as if the answer would pop up like magic. After a few seconds he leaned back again, finishing off his bottle of root beer. "Maybe just try the shirt, or something like it, and get a feel for how comfortable you may or may not be. You have a little while left still."
Pete chuckled a little. "A pimp? I don't know if I'd want that anyway. Either way though, it's better to have a lot of friends of the opposite than no friends at all, hm?" It sure made sense to him. That didn't mean that having a variety didn't hurt. "I don't think it makes you seem inadequate. If anything, future dating prospects should see it as a sign that you have a better chance of getting along. I would think, at least. I'm not so good with the relationship advice, I'm sure."