Esmeralda tapped her chin before thinking. "Oh, I know!" She took his head and led him farther down, away from the crowd. After a while, she let go and paused. "Okay, what about...this?" She snapped her fingers and his outfit changed to a tight, muscle protective shirt with no sleeves with black pants and combat boots with a steel toe. "How do you feel in that?" She asked, conjuring up a mirror.