"Sure. It gives you some variety in what you want to wear. Maybe two pairs for each?" Sable laughs as the kids boo or give approval to the jeans she had picked out, but otherwise stays silent. The chair usually taking up by husbands or boyfriends dragged shopping had become a very comfortable perch.  She had picked out slightly bigger one for him, counting on the fact that he would slowly gain weight back on his frame. There is this new fangled invention called a belt after all to hold them up while that happens.<br/><br/>Sable looks up startled when the red head approaches her with the bag of clothes. That has to be an act of incredible dumb luck for them to be in the same place at the same time. "He's getting better," Sable answers quietly. For some reason, she doesn't question taking the bag feel of clothes. "Thank you," she says as the woman retreats. Sable promises that they would look through the clothes as soon as they got home in order to avoid having them everywhere. After picking out the jeans, Sable leads the way to the shirt section, where the process begins again. Sable glances down at Jason's and the twins shoes, noting that they're barely being held together. "Me thinks a trip to the shoe store is also in order."  Before they make their purchases, Sable has Jason look at the different scarves they have to see if any would make a suitable blind fold. She had fetched a shopping cart to haul around all of the things they wished to buy. The cashier's face was almost priceless when Sable whipped out her credit card to pay for everything.