After picking the oranges, Xyla led him to the commodities area to see if there was anything else they needed at home.

“I seem to have forgotten to bring something over,” Stanley was looking calmly at the underwear area as he spoke.

“Just buy whatever you’re missing here,” said Xyla.

Stanley leaned down, folding his arms on the cart’s handle and stared straight at her, asking faintly, “Do you think these here will fit me?”

Xyla looked confused. She had no idea what he was talking about.