Spooktober!

Stuff! Masks! Things!
Young Nick has barely ever been in a store, let alone one like this. Nick easily guides him to the rack and shelves of masks and costumes.
"You find something. I'll see if I can't find you some real shoes and such. What's your shoe size again?"
"What do you mean?" asks the boy in response.
Nick blinks. "Oh. Right. Well, I'll just be a second." he says, lumbering off to find kid-shoes and maybe some pants.

Young Nick meanwhile, is having basically the same idea, and browses through the place to see if he can't find something more than just a mask and a feather or two. Because he really was cold out there.