*Inma is coming! I repeat, Inma is coming soon*

Minutes later, Jack was at 's shop. Various suits and ties made from the finest of leathers were lined up for display. There was a blue suit with a blue tie that Jack thought would look good on him. It was a fine magenta color that drew Jack's attention. He ran his fingers along it before moving it quickly. He didn't want to think he'd mess up his inventory. Silver gestured Jack over to his way.

"Over here, my boy, Over here!" Mr. Silver wiggled his finger towards Jack to stand towards the podium. Jack stepped up and followed directions.

"Stretch your arms out!" Mr. Silver directed and Jack did so. Mr. Silver ran a tape along and whispered under his breath, the measurements.

"34 here, 54 here, 50 over there." He muttered and Jack felt his arms lock into place. Finally Mr. Silver changed his directions.

"Ok, now hands down" Mr. Silver said and Jack followed suit. Silver laid the tape along Jack's leg and shoe. Mr. Silver stopped for a moment to write it all down and then looked up at Jack.

"Say Jack, What color do you want it to be?" Silver questioned as he tapped his pen against paper. Jack's mind went back to the blue suit. It'd look marvelous on him. Jack decided to go with that.

"I'll take blue, Sir!" Jack responded with a smile. thought about it, but then shook his head.

"No, no, no, that simply won't do!" Mr. Silver rejected Jack's color choice, "You need a color that describes you!" Mr. Silver's mind was going into overdrive. He began to mutter to himself and walked around. He ran his fingers along the various suits and mumbled.

"Hmm, yes, no, no, no, maybe, no, yes, no, heavens no, Aha!" 's eyes perked up at color on his rack of clothing.

"This is perfect for you Jack!" Mr. Silver pulled out a ruby red color. Jack raised his eyebrow, perplexed.

"I don't know !" Jack said, "Don't you think it's kind of….showy?" Mr. Silver looked shocked.

"Nonsense Jack! Nonsense!" Mr. Silver spoke with a vitalized passion, "Red symbolizes fire and blood, passion, determination, willpower!" He brought the color over to Jack and pressed it against him.

"These are all you, my boy!" Mr. Silver said enthusiastically. Jack looked down and thought about it. Maybe was right. Jack was determined to climb the beanstalk and nothing was going to stop him.

"I think I like it." Jack said. Silver smiled with glee.

"I knew it, my boy, I knew it!" Silver said with a grin, "I'll get started on it right away!" He jotted it all down on paper, but then looked up.

"I almost forgot!" dashed to the back and brought out more clothes. Red pants, a long sleeve red undershirt, and a short sleeved shirt to go on top. There were a pair of brown pants and black leather boots as well. Jack looked a bit unsure.

"Are these all for me?" Jack asked as he reached for the clothes. Silver smiled with delight.

"Why of course Jack!" Mr. Silver said, "You didn't expect me to let you climb a giant plant in a suit, right?" Jack laughed sheepishly.

"These are your adventure clothes. The suit itself is for when you get to the clouds." said.

"The clouds?" Jack asked, "Is there really a city in the clouds, ?" Jack asked. He stood patiently, anticipating the man's next answer.

"Why of course!" asked, "How else do you think we get those rare valuables in the auction? The weird weather? The strange noises in the sky?" went on and on. This made jack think. What if the beanstalk actually led to a great city in the sky? What if Jack actually found riches and other marvelous possessions.

"I'll need tools. Food, water, for such a journey." Jack muttered to himself. enthusiastically popped up.

"I'll handle it all Jack! All I ask is that you climb the stalk, bring back a jewel or two for myself!" said. He turned towards Jack and placed his hands on Jack's shoulders. Jack swallowed the lump in his throat.

"Now there is one more thing you need to do!" Silver said with a smile. Jack looked at Silver's mustache. It was combed to a T. Possibly combed and brushed well over 20 times on each side.

"Yes, Mr. Silver!" Jack asked as a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"I-, No….We need to convince your mother!" Silver said, and Jack felt like the weight of the world was suddenly on his shoulders.