Hooded Justice didn't take nearly as long in the changing room as before. In fact, it was downright quick, before everything was back to the way it should be. Out of the ridiculous suit and back to his real clothes. If Nelson expected him to wear this...well, often he was going to have a talk with him. "Talk".

Of course, it wasn't his money that was being spent, and he even took sight of the price tag before being hit with another wave of disgust. Things were too expensive here, not that HJ did much shopping, but he'd purchased things over the years, and costumes cost money-- Apparently all clothes cost more than they should.

He stepped out holding onto the suit, although even so, he held it like an adder more than an article of clothing. "There," he said with a finality. He wasn't trying on any other clothing, is what his voice said. One was enough.