"I'm broke and weird and look at me." Edward gestured at himself and, admittedly, none of his clothes cost much. However, he had started to specialise in modifying his clothes, hell, modifying his entire appearance a while ago now. There he was, with eyeliner and some eyeshadow, gelled up hair and clothes that had been ripped and put back together strategically, that had been scribbled on and patched up. He liked to go for a certain aesthetic. "You don't have to go all out, but... Y'know, I can show you where to get clothes that fit."

That'd be a nice start. "You're secretly a handsome bastard, I can tell."