Typically, Shai says, he’s naturally more of a homebody—someone who revels in binge-watching Burn Notice with his cousin, Pelicans guard Nickeil Alexander-Walker, spending time with his girlfriend (who he was doing all of this shopping for…mostly….he swears), and humming Drake bangers. At the counter in Dover Street Market, he breaks into an invisible crossover while his friend, Walter Harvin, a Harlem fashionista, plays imaginary defense. Shai doesn’t always want everyone to see these moments. He’s taciturn on purpose: the entire world doesn’t need to know what Shai is like in his down time.