"You know, I'm not sure she has wrists right now...better be a necklace or a hat or something."
"Hey, like this."
Arlem lifts up a red crocheted hat with a big puff-ball on the top. Enchanted to keep one warm when just a hat is not enough.
Melina would doubtless also find what she's looking for in the spooky ethereal store. Might be liable to walk out with a bunch of unrelated knick-knacks, too.