Marshall did not enjoy shopping for clothes. To be honest he couldn't even remember the last time he'd actually gone out to somewhere that wasn't a thrift shop and bought something. Sometime in the 90's maybe?

The only things he really actually paid attention to and bought on a regular basis were things that had to do with music. Unlike a lot of vampires Marshall refused to be stuck in the century that he had died in. He had pretty much any regular piece of tech that you could think of.
He was actually really glad when Dolores had said she would take him shopping. He really didn't care about clothes but he actually wanted to look nice for this event and who better to go with than a lady who dressed very well herself?

Even though he wouldn't admit it out loud he secretly enjoyed being fussed over. Even in childhood he hadn't really spent that much time with his own mother before he had to go away to school. And then there was everything that happened afterwards...

Marshall smiled as the scarf was pulled up around his face. She really was a great Mum. He didn't feel the cold either but to him it was the gesture that meant a lot.

"It was Gladrags Wizard Wear." He laughed a little. "I should have known better just based on the name of the place alone."