Stella nods from her position on the bed when he suggests going to a abandoned parking lot.  A grin splits her features and she laughs out loud when he starts grumbling in the ancient dialect of Egypt about torture devices being mislabeled. It doesn't help any with the look he shoots her. "I suppose we could go shopping again and see if we can find a good pair of men's sandals for you to wear about before it get's to cold. You'll get looked at funny if you go out in fall without a shirt Ari. You get away with that during the warmer summer months." She slides off the bed, retrieving a pair of socks her father had loaned him.  "You can run around with a shirt,socks and shoes here Ari. Besides the ones we got you are bit looser than the one you wore home the other day. " She returns to the bed, giving him a reassuring smile.