It really didn't bother Andrew to strip as requested. Aisling had seen it all before, and Eugene was doing a job. He'd bared more and to more for some of the photoshoots he'd done. "I don't know what I'm going to wear it to, since I don't expect I'll be wearing this suit very often." Andrew didn't even like coats that much, though one that was tailored might actually be something he'd feel good in. He smiled at Aisling. "I'm not going to stop you if you think it's necessary, though. Anything to be acceptable to the Astors." The only Astor Andrew really cared about being acceptable to was Aisling herself, and he was pretty sure she found him acceptable in his ripped jeans and anarchy t-shirt.
Andrew grinned, because he was excited about New York. He'd never been, had never been to anywhere in America but had obviously heard a lot about it. If they'd had more notice he'd have been checking who might be on tour, but they only had a few days and a musical was clearly more important. "It's going to be great," he assured her. "Wedding or no wedding."