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"Might as well act like you're shopping for you dad. Marlo's pretty behind the times when it comes to looking cool." Elzo ran his hand through his hair, careful to avoid stepping into his brother's kicking range. Marlo however, seemed to be ignoring his brother, which was a bit difficult. Turning back to face Eve once he realized his brother was going to tease from afar, Marlo decided to continue on avoiding Elzo's jabs "Well..." A quick glare to Elzo, who had begun to whistle. "I'd like to avoid caption shirts if possible. At least most of them. They tend to er on the side of sexual or sexist. And I'd rather not look like some backwater boy with no class." Elzo chucked, earning him yet another glare for the day.

Stopping his stride in front of the larger 'high-end' clothing store, (Hello Abercrombie and Finch), Marlo paused, not that impressed with the large wall hanging of the half nude male before him. Elzo also paused, and together the brother staired at the male model.

It was Elzo who spoke first. "For a mainly guy store, this place screams homo." "...I'm not sure if I want to shop here anymore." Turning to Eve, the brothers asked in union. "What do you think?"

Both brothers nodded in agreement at Eve's statement. It was a bit silly. "Well...what about there?" Elzo pointed down the mall's hall to a nearby GAP store. Not to pricey, and, it would have collared shirts. Marlo could dig that. "For once, you might have made an optimal suggestion Elli." Elzo frowned at the nickname before dragging his sibling into a noogie with a grin. "Aw, Don't worry Marlo. You big bro's just looking out for ya." Marlo flailed about for the few seconds he was shown his brother's affections before being released. Now his hair was a mess and he was sure his ponytail had come undone.

"Sorry Miss...He just gets overly excited. Kind of like a stray puppy." As he made the comparison, Elzo's focus had changed to the food court. Typical. "See what I mean?"

Marlo smiled as she suggested a snack. But, he really did want a new shirt, (I mean, Elzo's sweater smelt of that AXE body spray stuff. And Marlo was kind of beginning to feel a bit light headed). "Well...honestly, a snack sounds good, but I'd rather like to get a new shirt. You can go with Elzo if you like but..." He took a step towards the shop. "I will busy myself in trying to find a new outfit. In any case, Elzo would be back shortly. He'll get wat he wants then come running back. My guess is that he's trying to avoid the actual shopping part."

And Marlo couldn't have been more right. Elzo had picked the longest line in the food court. Not to mention the one with the nastiest, greasiest food. He wasn't keen of returning back to shopping sibling anytime soon. At least until he got his deep fried fat sugar stick, (aka a churro).

"I think we eat an average amount? Some guys like to pile it on but, I think I'm good?" Marlo was unsure of how to answer the question. Did he eat too much? he didn't know. Mostly he ate until he was full. "I guess it depends." feeling a bit awkward, he moved to the polo shirts. Mostly, they were in shaded of brown or red. Stupid fall colors. "I enjoy a few things...Cooking...riding. And music. " He smiled, thinking of his beloved lyre. "I enjoy music very much." Pulling out a burgundy polo he held it to his frame. "Is it too much?"

Outside of the store, Elzo munched on the churro. It had taken shorter then expected. he just lingered at the entrance, watching. Like hell he was going to join them shopping.

Moving to try it on, Marlo left Eve alone, letting Elzo free to approach. "Sooooo...you like my brother?" He munched on the last piece of his churro. "I menf, like, you fink h's good lookim?" He said, mouth full. ;eaving on the rach he swallowed and brushed away the crumbs. "I think he's not assertive enough when he hangs out with girls. Prolly why he's never had a girl friend."

Coming out from the stall, Marlo inspected himself. But, he still asked "How do I look? It's a bit snug." Elzo shrugged, didn't matter to him, he wasn't wearing it.

"....Alright." Marlo gave himself one more pass by the mirror before he went back into the stalls. Elzo gave Eve a disgruntled look. "I meant, do you think he's you know, attractive." He emphasized the word with finger quotes. "Oh, and really, Hillworth guys aren't that bad, I mean-" "We're from Hillworth." Marlo said deadpan from behind Elzo, making him jump. "Don't DO that!" Moving to the checkout, Elzo frowned. "Uh...I mean, yeah, we're for Hillworth but, not everybody is a crazy stalker or pyro! And most of those guys are on meds!" Oops. Sometime it was best not to mention those facts.

"Eh, most Hillworth guys don't like crystal much. Some girls there are like, CRAZY. Femnazis. It's freaky. I mean, most are normal and stuff but then you get the crazies. But, I guess that's like alot of schools." Walking back to Elzo and Eve, Marlo ripped the tags off the shirt. "Most guys at Hillworth are problem guys, but, mainly they try to be normal. I don't think we've met any crazy guys. A few...unique ones but harmless." Taking off Elzo's jacket and handing it back, Marlo put on his new polo. "Ew, it smells like you now!"
Elzo joked as Marlo smiled. "I smell better then you, so, it's an improvement." He looked at Eve. "That reminds me, we haven't helped you shop yet." Elzo frowned, he really hoped that Marlo and Eve would forget.

"Uh, let's just say we've had a bad run in with some snobs from Crystal and well...sorry." Elzo rubbed the back of his head. Then again, they had kinda broken into Crystal. Kinda. Marlo smiled a bit, "Miss Eve, if that is the case, and we must part ways, I have to thank you." he offered her a handshake. "It was a pleasure sharing your company. But are you sure we must part?" Elzo joked behind his brother. "Alas, parting is such sweet sorrow."