Smoker grunted in irritation and tagged along nonetheless. "See anything you like?" he asked hopefully. He tried to take in the sights, but his eyes kept wandering straight back to the woman with him instead. "You needed err... what was it again?" he grinned at her with a lazy smirk. His focus was too far lost to remember what type of clothes she didn't and didn't have. He wasn't much of one for clothes in any case, just jeans because they were practical and comfortable. And enough to know that Hina spent far too much money on things with no comfortable appeal whatsoever. Also, that Tashigi's shirts were too loud, but anyone who wasn't blind could tell that much.