After leaving Zonko's, Felix was going to suggest maybe heading over to get some food somewhere, but even outside, he could smell the dungbomb on him. Tye was no better either. Yet, since he was not one to put on fancy smelling lotions, and he didn't want to leave the town just yet, the obvious next choice of place they'd go to was the clothes shop. They looked nice enough in the window, too.

Glancing back to his mate, Felix entered the shop, pausing a few steps in to take a look around, and to also fish one of the stolen sugar quills out from his pocket. Two actually. He handed one he didn't like to Tye. "Here."

Control the hungry stomach for a few minutes.

Yuck! Tyler was really hoping to not run into his mother today. If she smelled him like this he'd never hear the end of it. Also what if he ran into any more Hogwarts girls? He couldn't possibly chat them up smelling like his grandfather's fart. No Felix was right they needed to get some new clothes or something. He eyed the items in the shops before trailing Felix inside. He wasn't sure the stuff here was in his taste but it would certainly be better than smelling like this.

Oh sweet! When did he get these? He figured he must have nicked them from Zonkos or something. he shrugged and popped it into his mouth. "I forgot how good these were."

Summer busied herself with adjusting a few clothes racks, as she glanced down at the time. Business was slow, but that was to be expected as this wasn't exactly peak season. But just then two teenagers stalked into her store....

Watching them curiously from behind one of the racks, she waited a few moments as they exchanged some kind of sweet or food. She would give them a few minutes to get situated in the new atmosphere before pouncing on them.

One.

Two.

Three.

Stepping out from the rack, she flashed the two boys a bright smile. "Hello there! Welcome to Gladrags! How may help you today?"

"Right?" Felix chuckled before meandering around the shop. Nothing quite caught his eye yet, but then again, he was still in the front of the shop with all the robes he wouldn't wear. Or at least wouldn't wear out in public on a day like this in Hogsmeade, and that's what he needed. Oh, but the scarves were spotted! He turned to Tye to point them out...

Though was startled by the shop owner's greeting. Merlin, where did...she...come from... Helloooooo shop owner. "Hello." the teen smiled, glancing to Tye momentarily. Ahem, he picked a good shop, didn't he? Felix pointed to his mate. "He needs new dress robes."

This stuff really sucked. Tyler ran his hands roughly along the robes they were standing in front of and frowned at every one of them that his eyes landed on. Perhaps they should just portkey back..but then the portkey wouldn't be ready for another couple of hours..so sigh. New clothes they needed, new clothes they would get.

Oh crap....shopkeeper woman >_>

Tyler looked at Felix then nodded yes to what he said about needing new robes. He did. He still smelled like dungbomb and stink pellets.

"I dooo. I doo and I can't figure out what to get. They have to match my eyes perfectly you see...." That should do it, he couldn't think of anything else anyways.

Keeping with her cool demeanor, she waited patiently for the boys to tell her what they needed. Oh all right, he needed dress robes. At least they knew to go into Gladrags and ask for them, as opposed to asking for dress robes in Zonkos or something.

"Hm... Dress robes... I believe you come to the right place, but before I go and show you the various options... what's your budget like?" Because she wasn't going to show a pair of teenagers the 100 galleon robes.

Budget?

Felix glanced down to the already half eaten sugar quill he held, a hint of a smirk on his face. There was no budget. Looking to Tye, the teen raised his eyebrows while taking a few steps away from the duo, wandering a little further into the shop. Tye could deal with all of that. He had some shopping to do. Starting with these scarves.

They were very nice.

Budget budget budget...Tye had just about thirty galleons in his pocket and that needed to serve him. He couldn't and wouldn't be spending all of it but he wasn't about to tell that to the shopkeeper.

"Oh don't worry. I don't have a budget..my parents are billionaires." He smiled widely. "Just show me the good stuff and remember they need to match my eyes." He bat his lashes at her.

Right.