Jeff

Jeff flinches inside at Jane's compassionate but still unbelieving reply. "Yeah... that's why I usually don't tell people. Either they don't believe me, or once I prove it to them, they think they've gone crazy."

Jeff follows Jane down the clothing aisle, grabbing a few expensive wool sweaters. They're soaked, so they won't offer much protection, but he thinks to himself... They had wool in ancient China, right? This should work, too.

Out loud, he whispers in a plea almost too soft for Jane to hear, "Please, just believe me. I can really do this."

((Once they come to the clothing section, Jeff will begin stuffing silk panties into his pockets, loading up on anything and everything that he can grab ahold of. Seriously, anything made of silk will work.))