I Like That One

They strolled through the mall labeled as a port for a while longer. It took a few minutes for Baloo to fully get the absurdly priced bag out of his mind. Soon, a different brand found enough cranial vacancy to insert itself into Baloo's head. 

"Oh, what's that place?"

Ayse didn't even bother checking before shoving Baloo toward the shop. "Who cares, so long as you like it. Now get in there and find yourself some clothes."

The brand above the door read "Ascot's," but the shop sold all sorts of men's clothing. 

Baloo marched past the dwarf-sized section and entered the plus-sized area straightaway. Nothing called to him quite like the backpack from earlier. However, Baloo was more than enthused by the choices his eyes were feasting on. 

"Is there anything you're looking for in particular, my good sir?"