Leslie was trying to figure out what to do about his wallet, phone, and keys. His new jeans fit his new body very well, but it surprised him to realize they didn't leave much room for pockets... He hadn't realized, as he'd put everything in his backpack during the day. What a pain, he thought.
Just then, Samantha replied.
"Great! Thanks, Leslie! Please, take good care of it! Don't let it out of your sight!"
Looking at the medallion resting on his couch armrest he felt a little guilty and decided to take it with him. These pockets are tight enough for the medallion to not get lost, he thought.
Deciding to keep things simple and without thinking too much, he put the medallion in his right back pocket, his phone in his left back pocket, house key in a front pocket, and an id and a card in the other. With a final look in the mirror, surprised at how good he looked, he left his apartment.
