*fix my tie*? what tie? *this* ( leaning forward, lifting it up, waving its bright, garish pattern in the air: ) is a *cravat*.
( but he follows anyway, one hand in his pockets, the other stroking his chin. he stops, twirls, to face v. )
hmm. i don't suppose you know who *invited us*, do you?
𝔻𝕆ℂ𝕋𝕆ℝ 𝕎ℍ𝕆❓
"Oh. You were invited too?"
A long pause. Then, he sighs deeply. As if this is very inconvenient.
"... Well. Fix your tie and let's get moving, then."
