[ This entire mall is confusing. Oh, Strange can understand the basic concept. It's an arcade, a promenade full of stores, though fully enclosed so they don't have to grapple with the elements. What confuses him are the contents. Some of this clothing...it certainly is something. Why the devil would you have gloves with the fingers cut off? And so many of these clothes looked and felt too big. He wants something close to his size, not this oversized nonsense!

Still, Strange has managed to find a few clothing items of interest. The bucket hat clashes horribly with his dirty and slightly beat-up Regency attire, but it does a marvelous job keeping the sun off of his face so he shan't complain. He's shoved the few items he's found in an Abercrombie and Fitch bag, sitting at his side, as Strange investigates a new device: the Walkman. ]

I know these things are supposed to go over my head, [ he muses, as he gestures to the Walkman's headphones. ] But surely there must be a way to play the music for everyone? Is it in one of those devices that don't work? [ said as he gestures to the cosmic-touched boomboxes.

The Walkman, for what it's worth, is playing it's contents at full volume, slightly audible through the headphones, an objectively buckwild accompaniment for the thread. ]