[After
arranging things with Jack.]
Malcolm has made the mistake of asking Bar for travel stuff.
Now he's sitting there, poking through a modest-size pile of the strangest things: engraved hoops of purple marble; a dark blue towel; glowing statues of things that look like rabbits; a multi-limbed corkscrew, with feathers.
People from other worlds have really weird ideas about gear.
Malcolm shakes his head. "Uh, thanks, Bar, but I think I'll stick with a toothbrush and a
Dopp kit."
He'll keep the towel, though.