There are a couple hair triggers for Caspar, it's true. The main one is to not talk shit about Adia, which Josh would never do anyway. The others Josh manages to avoid with his easy-going, but hands off camaraderie. A crude joke or flagrant use of "bro" isn't about to put the Cylon off of what is turning out to be a decent shopping expedition.

"Just promise me you'll get those pants and I'll be happy." As if sensing the difference in opinion, he adds, "My brother Aaron had even more outlandish style than me, and he managed to hide in plain sight." Who expects a mild-mannered public relations specialist on board Galactica to secretly be a Cylon? No one, that's who, except Gaius Baltar for some reason. Takes a liar to spot a liar, he reasons, but his brother getting found out had nothing to do with his fashion choices, at least.

He waves Josh back towards the changing room. "I'll start looking. Maybe find a pair of sunglasses for you, too, so you don't go blind." He'll polish off the rest of his coffee while he waits, too. He wants both his hands free to hunt for the perfect dress shirt to go with those slacks.