Bae claps her hands. More excited than you’ve ever seen her. “I worked at Oxfam last summer and I picked up all sorts of useful-looking clothes. Everything’s clean and undamaged.” She starts to dig inside a treasure chest near the back wall.
”I’m not sure I…” you manage.
”This!” she says, bringing out a dark shirt embroidered in deep reds, greens and blues. She flings it over to you. “I think you’re about my size, but you can wear it a bit loose. Not tucked in.”
”It’s nice,” you admit.
She points at your black trousers, trying to think of something. “Jeans,” she says, digging into the treasure chest. “Classic 501s. Faded.”
These three words stir some ancestral memory. The button fly however is utterly alien.
She ushers you to the back end of the room and unfolds a Chinese screen between you. “Dig in! You can have anything you find in the treasure chest. I’ll make us some tea.” The door closes behind her and you are left alone with the dragon’s hoard.
Do you accept the shirt and 501s, and add a fawn cardigan? (goto 95)
Do you go in a whole other direction and try one of the patterned flocks? (goto 88)