Not only because she was buying clothes to entice a creepazoid criminal to sleep with her, but because she was still so furious with Jared.

Thou art not known where pleasure is adored, That reeling goddess with the zoneless waist And wand’ring eyes, still leaning on the arm Of novelty, her fickle frail support;

The Prince […] Pursu'd him streight; in mynd to bene ywroken / Of all the vile demeane and usage bad […].

That might be all right for Shorty, who is short, but, if that long- feared Pride of Saskatchewan, Brother Sid Neville, ever got tangled up in a knot like that it might require medical aid to unstrangle him.