Offer her the uniform

"Misty, I have a spare set of clothes." Jessie explained and walked over to the duffel bag. Bending down, she began digging through the contents. That spare uniform had to still be in there.

Whenever possible, the grunt preferred to travel light. Just the duffel bag and tent, with a couple other small things for just-in-case situations. A spare uniform was a luxury she couldn't afford to have most times. Sure, the team rocket uniforms were quite durable. It was the matter of ordering a new one where they got younger and/or less experienced grunts. Really, you were supposed to steal them from the storehouses. A task easier said than done for most people. So she snagged a set from a grunt that was in the shower. Simple as that.

"Are you sure?" Misty remarked, Jessie giving her a confused look. She had just offered her the only set of clean clothes she had. The least this woman could be was thankful she had a spare.

"Yes I'm sure." Jessie answered, putting the full set of clothes in Misty's hands. That should hopefully bring an end to all the confusion she had at the moment. "Now, go get changed.

Getting a nod, Misty headed into the tent.