Good. He understands her, hopefully. "That's exactly how I feel," she says. She sizes him up, looking from top to bottom. "Speaking as a new friend, Mr Rogers, I was wonderin' if you could help me with something. You see that big old purse up there?" She points to the one in question, which is on display against the wall quite over both their heads. It's red and nearly the size of a shopping bag. "Mind boosting me up to get that down? I promised a purse for a friend and I figure biggest is best."

It looks like it ought to fit the clothing for Jake and Roland, anyhow.