"No one'll know it's a girl's shirt," he answers. "I won't give you somethin' pink and frilly. Hell, I don't think Bev owns anything pink and frilly. It's just a shirt. It'll fit you better than my clothes will."

Hopper's about twice as wide as Steve is. He's pretty sure three of him could fit into one of his shirts without much trouble. Beverly might be a bit shorter than Steve is, but he still figures one of her longer shirts will be a better fit for him than anything in Hopper's closet.

"You're gonna have a package waiting for you," he says. "An envelope with a bunch of stuff in it. A place to stay, some ID. A cell phone. It's weird as hell."