Daamon had to wear a shirt whenever they were out during the day, along with a green baseball cap. Anyone who has ever seen his face would never recognize him since he's well known for the scars on his eyes and the fact he never wears head coverings and a shirt, but he endured it for the sake of being incognito. There was a low growl in the back of his throat, extremely hating the restriction he feels from the shirt and the cap, both physically and visually. Kaiya was drawing up plans with the tailor and slapped quite a bit of money onto the table so that the tailor would have it done in a couple hours with Daamon's pants as well. After paying, Kaiya went over to Daamon and dragged him off to go eat at the other end of the shopping plaza. There, Kaiya caught a lot of men's attention, gorging herself and literally several pounds of steak that was stacked high on her plate. However, every time a guy would try to come by and talk with her or just to say "hi", Daamon would eye them for a second, and they would quickly turn around and walk the other way. After eating, they went back to pick up their clothes. The two of them went in separate dressing rooms and got into their new clothes. Kaiya's uniform looked brand new, like she was going to the first day of school, while Daamon just pretty much looked the same, save the fact that his pants weren't torn anymore.
Kaiya sauntered over to him and grabbed his arm as they exited the tailor. As they walked down the plaza, they bought various trinkets here and there. Despite not having an emotion on her face, Kaiya turned pretty much the eye of everyone they walked by. "How about we get some sweets, too? I hear Italian Ice is world famous. Since we're here, we might as well, huh?" Just then, the area around them seemed to freeze into ice, a voice echoing around them, "Well, allow me to accommodate you!" Daamon sighed, "Get out of here, you DWMA dog. We have no quarrel with you." A face reflected off the surfaces, revealing a terrier's face, "Hey! I resent that!" "Try ridding yourself of that stench of yours, and the Academy's, and you'd be able to sneak up on people better. I already know where you are."