( the girl doesn't introduce herself, just wanders into the shop like she's on a mission. Steve watches her go, before miserably pulling the shirt he's half into off again, so he can clean up a little better if she's successful. and it takes embarrassingly long to do so, long enough that Jackie can scout half the store, and come back with a cooler and nautical soap in tow. well, that isn't what Steve would have thought to do, for sure. he was just gonna put on this shirt and stay filthy for his continued snooping through the empty town.

but the idea of being less grimy is too tempting not to take, even if it is entirely bizarre a strange girl has made it her mission to make him a little less disgusting without so much as a question as to how he got that way. ) Okay, ( Steve agrees, feeling a little unbalanced. usually, you know, this is his gig. hyperfocusing on how somebody is, when there's bigger more important things to worry about.

weird. but not bad. a sponge bath isn't gonna get him entirely clean, though it should be enough to make him slightly less terrifying to behold. Steve carefully settles Eddie's vest on the counter before he creaks closer to Jackie and her cooler. ) I already ruined this shirt, I guess I can scrub down with this one and put on a clean one when I'm done. ( sorry, tourist trap tee. you didn't deserve to be doused in old blood and Upside Down grime. )