"Darling, what in the hells are you wearing?" He sounds almost offended as he regards you with a critical look.

One of his hands is placed upon his hip, the other thoughtfully cupping his chin. He seems a little... Conflicted.

"Not that it doesn't look absolutely fantastic on that tight little body of yours, but... Didn't we say we would go for inconspicuous? At this rate you will be the talk of the entire city tomorrow."

Is he... Pouting?