Matthew heard music faintly but didn't think about it too much. It was too soft too really hear anyways. He looked at Viola as they went down the road. Wondering if she would wait outside the fitting room while he tried stuff on. She might. He would want her opinion on how things fit. His bandaging itched a little bit but he didn't mess with it. He looked at Viola then got out of the car with her. He walked with them futher into the mall until they got to the clothing store he usually got his stuff at. Heading straight to the clearance racks. He let go of Viola's hand to shift through looking for his size. Finding three pairs of pants in 18x20, his size, for three dollars each, four different shirts in a medium, his size, for two dollars each, and he grabbed a package of four pairs of socks for four bucks. He looked at Viola. Holding her hand again. "I'm going in the fitting room. Will you tell me what you think of each outfit I try on?" He asked. He let go of her hand and tried on each pair of pants. Coming out and showing her them on. Then tried on each shirt and did the same. Waiting between each piece of clothing for her opinion on how it looked on him.