"Oh." Miguel paused to rearrange his thoughts. "Well, there's a clothing shop in town, and the guy that runs it's pretty cool. Honestly, if that's your biggest complaint..."

He was going to sit down and eat his own food now, because so far he'd been admonished about strippers, jumped up the side of the house with a ferret, apparently outed someone's engagement, and possibly gotten a new roommate, and all he'd been planning on was dinner.