"Someone there knew enough magic to pinpoint where you were. They just...well, needed a personal item," she explains, when Cordelia looks confused. She didn't know it at first, either.

When Cordy says it's all right, Fred's not sure what to say at first. What's running through her mind is a number of questions that all equate to 'are you all right?' and she imagines Cordelia's heard that enough today to last a lifetime.

So she stares at the shirt and nods a little, then looks up. "Well, I just have some credits left over this month, you know? It wouldn't be much of a hit. I figured if Angel picked it, it was probably one of your favorites." She gives Cordy a bit of a smile. "Anyway, I thought maybe we could go shopping- when you feel up to it, of course- and you could pick something out, and maybe I could learn a little more about...you know, fashion and how that works. I'm starting to get it- but I still have a ways to go on that, to be honest. I think I've gone from nerd to somewhere approximating 'nerd chic', if such a thing exists." She catches herself rambling and shrugs a little. "I don't know, what do you think?"