Diana turned to Derek when he approached her and held up what she had so far. Looking around before speaking, she said, "Hey, I have a hoodie and a couple button ups right now. The button ups are in a bigger size to hide my boobs since those girls are a dead giveaway I'm a, well, girl. The hoodie should be baggy enough anyway to hide 'em so I'm not worried about that." She gave a casual shrug and smiled a bit. There wasn't much she could do about her height and her petite frame, so she hid what she could. Perhaps she could wear small shoulder pads underneath her clothes if it were the 1930's to create the illusion of broader, more masculine shoulders. But since that era was a long time ago, the thought of wearing shoulder pads seemed a bit extra and thus it was something Diana was hesitant to do.

Glancing at what she was holding up, she asked, "Are these colors okay? Do you like what I have picked out? Or will these at least keep me from looking homeless? I still need to find some t-shirts. Hopefully the pants I already have are fine." She dropped her arms, draping the shirts over her left arm. This day had been flying by so far. It was almost going by too fast. She looked up at Derek, waiting to hear his opinion.