This was silly. So what if his professor saw him in here. The professor saw lots of people. It was just a bit awkward is all. Michael cleared his throat and straightened up, giving Sasha something of an embarrassed grin. "Sorry, first time shopper. I'm Michael. Nice to meet you, Sasha. So... do you have something like football or cheerleader related? He's a running back and would probably get a kick out of something along those lines. Me, I play soccer." Why did he just tell her that? She didn't want his life story. He chalked it up to nerves. He'd always babbled a bit when nervous.