Daredevil goes shopping

The first part

A bloody hand moves across- some guy's face as a finishing blow. As it turns out this was Daredevil's hand, covered in a protective layer of- leather? who knows. He holds his hands up and makes a sort of "disgusting" grunt. He leans down and wipes the knuckles of his suit on the unconscious man's grey shirt. 
"Darn I am pooped." He sighs and starts walking home. He picks up a blind stick he threw out one day, remembering that he's going into a public place and has to act like a normal blind person. He's actually so worn out that he forgot he was still wearing the suit.
"Oh I have to pick up some tomato soup on the way home don't I?"

He walks into the store with his blind stick and his suit, and it's clear that people are very confused. He walks up to a store clerk,
"Hi, where can I find the tomato soup?" He asks.
"Umm, isle six. Do-do you want me to show you or..." the middle aged man was both exited and confused at the same time,
"oh yeah that would be great, thanks."he replies
"right this way." the man walks to isle six of the store and gestures toward some clearly marked "tomato soup" cans. However, right next to it, there are "Mandarin orange" cans. Matt, still dressed as Daredevil, picks up a can of mandarin oranges, because he CAN'T READ THE LABEL.

"Perfect, thanks." He then proceeds to the checkout with two cans of mandarin oranges.
"Um, hi?" The cashier was also, clearly confused.
"Hi."
"soo... you gonna make some salad?" the cashier obviously is assuming that Daredevil knows that he's paying for mandarin oranges and not tomato soup.
"hell no... Sorry, heck no. Gonna go home and make some tomato soup." The cashier, makes a face and pauses for a second, and then keeps going.
"That'll be two forty-nine sir."
"alrighty" Matt tries to put his hand in his pocket to pull out his wallet and realizes, holy shit he's wearing his suit.
"uhh, one second." Matt puts his hand on his face as if trying to remember where his wallet went, but really he's just trying to see if he's wearing his mask, which he is. He pulls his left boot off to reveal a five dollar bill, neatly folded at the bottom of the boot. It also reveals that he's wearing long black socks with vibrant yellow bananas printed on them. He grabs the bill and puts his boot back on, handing the bill to the cashier. The cashier takes it, reluctantly. Matt leaves, after receiving $2.51 in change, and a plastic bag for his groceries. He strolls, whistling down the busy streets of Hell's Kitchen, getting a wider birth than anybody else.