[ Wow, this guy is built like a pole, he thinks. And really, really polite. And… loud. ]

No, no, no, don’t trouble yourself. I’ll get them. I can come back and find you no problem.

[ You know, with the owl homing instinct or whatever that they totally have. (They don’t.) Either way, he’s not gonna send this dude into the Tommy Bahama depths when he’s more than happy to plumb them himself. And Phil didn’t tell him where, which means he can’t refuse, so ha! Uh, unless he decides to follow behind anyway.

Besides, it wasn’t really one section of lower-volume shirt patterns. Phil had to hunt like a damn scavenger, picking off one here and there wherever he could find one. ]

You can just sit tight. I won’t be long.

[ And if this stranger has nothing more to say, he’ll turn right around and dive back into into vacation-wear hell. ]