Being Marc Spector's buddy is a challenge–you're always thinking of new ways to get him in a merrier mood, and every time you do, it fails.

Though, when you suggest going around the city you two were assigned at, you decided to take him by the hand to a local shop and buy some clothes for him. Stoically, he looked at you as you kept hovering hats, ties, and all kinds of shirts in front of him in the mirror.

"What kind of enjoyment are you getting out of this?" he asked you in a stern voice.