Jaimie looked at his sister,<em>"do you need any help finding something? It won't take me long to get ready."</em><br/><br/>Jaimie didn't have much in the way of clothing that wasn't simple or good enough to go out in. Getting ready to go out for him was usually just putting on a different outfit and running a brush through his hair. He had learned Rebecca's wardrobe rather well, and his taste in clothing was pretty good; but if she felt comfortable with choosing herself, he would simply let her take care of it.<br/><br/>He guided her to the door of her room, and agreed to be in to help her in a moment if she needed it. He then slipped into his room and changed into a comfortable pair of black pants and a simply white t-shirt. He tucked his shirt in, slipped on a dressy belt, and grabbed a black button-up shirt. He ran a brush through his hair and grabbed his wallet and keys, and he was ready to go.<br/>