"I'd much rather do that than have to look at it any longer than I have to," he says just before he sneezes when a puff of dust blows up his nose. He takes a few steps making, wiping at his eyes, and nearly knocks down an old coat rack that is so totally not placed where it should be placed.

"You're so good to me." He rubs at his nose as he follows her, doing his best to drag all his new goods along with him. "But yeah, this stuff is going to make that apartment feel way more like home. A home that I might not stick around in for very long if that tape is as messed up as we're making it out to be, really hope you're prepared to have me camp out in yours if that happens, I'm just saying."

He piles all his stuff on the counter and tops it off with the VCR, pulling out his wallet as he waits for the shopkeeper to ring them up. He turns to face her, grinning as he leans against the glass. "But I'm not too worried 'cause like you said, we got to make out in a locked room today, so it's not like I'll die sad."