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Jerry beamed at his phone. It was all coming together. A quick text to Sasha and he gathered his street clothes, such as they were, and hurried to the portal room.

Jerry, meanwhile, was rocking his worn out Hawaiian shirt and his least mangled pair of pants and usual work boots. His hair was left down so he could hide most of his facial scarring in a way he felt was more appropriate for casual public appearances.

"Ah! You look excited!" He beamed at her glare. "You pick a spot yet?? Just waiting on Candace to arrive! We ah... needed um. A third person to er... chaperone. The higher ups said I wasn't um..." He twisted his hands, "A reliable party." He coughed, looking embarrassed. "Jeeze, we're just buying a couple things, you'd think we could get away with that at least. What am I going to do, blow up a shopping mall?"

"I am not allowed to leave the island on leave - unless I have a chaperone, apparently," Sasha didn't sound entirely pleased, but this was shopping and she couldn't afford to be picky about it. "And yes. I've offered to loan Jerry money with the agreement that he's to listen to everything I say. We're starting with glasses," she added haughtily before turning to face Jerry.

"New York. We are going to New York. I realize this is close to Philly; however, New York is a large city, and I'm really not worried we'll run into anyone that might recognize you, Jerry."

Sasha's answer got a very interested look from Candace. Rep wasn't allowed to go on leave either..were the two punishments related? Ohhh! She wanted to know! It pained her not to ask. ********, she wanted to know all the juicy little details. "I see," was what she settled for in the end. "Happy to be of service, I've been wishing Jerry would update his wardrobe for a long time. I'm curious what you did differently to get him to actually do it."

His glasses did look like they'd seen better days. This really was for the best. "Take your time, dear," Candace reminded him with a warm smile when she caught the look he was giving her. "I told you I'm not going to take your whole paycheck, you can pay me back bit by bit." She was somewhat surprised he didn't take her offer to put some of his share on Melvin.

Candace looked pleased by the answer on location. "I haven't been there since I was a child either, really." She didn't think passing through really counted. "...Can we also do something about his hair? I can only do so much for him." The question was mostly directed at Sasha, but her gaze was on Jerry. She had cut it for him a few times but only in a way that kept it manageable. She wasn't a hairstylist.

Jerry's brows knit as he tried to take a peek at the card, "Is Guitar Center on there?"

Jerry's eyes said, "But why."

"N-nothing! I just wanted to pick up some new sheet music...." He mumbled, wondering what Eve was, exactly. "Unless you guys all like me playing the same six songs over and over," He huffed, shoving his hands in his pockets as he stalked toward the portal gate, "Let's just go, already."