"Sure you want me to do that?" Harry asked with a smirk. He was by no means fashion ignorant, but more like 'fashion apathetic'. "I'd be happy to help pick out the suits."
At the next question, Harry couldn't help but to give his smile a bit more seriousness to it. In a way it was hard on him. Just like any father he feared losing his little girl. This time he was afraid of losing her again.
"And I'll help you with that as well, Heather," he answered.