"The floor? Shh, Jacket, he didn't mean that," Edwin joked, running his hand down his jacket again like he was petting the thing. He started to sip his beer again, but stopped mid motion to laugh at the idea of a him-shaped mannequin. "What do you think, should I ask for one for Felix's wildcard? I feel like that's... getting into weird territory." He took that sip, then arched an eyebrow at Oliver. "By the way, did you already figure out what you want?"