"Not too many layers," she says. "My meds make me run warm, I don't want to get claus—" Her eyes close briefly. "Claus-tro-pho-bic." She rubs her hands together and reaches up to play with her hair. "Maybe a jacket I can take off and wear around the house and stuff." She pauses, then says, "Maybe something with a bow. It doesn't have to be a jacket."