Somehow, he had neglected to realize that the only tuxedo jacket that he possessed no longer fit around the arms. While this indicated that he had bulked up since the last time he had worn it, it also meant that it necessitated a trip to a clothing store, which he had not anticipated.
"Maybe navy," he muttered, glancing in the largely decorated windows. He could barely see the tux jackets between the ridiculously poofy gowns. "Or pink. Maybe I'll wear pink."