He couldn’t believe how he ended up here. Somehow he drew the short stick and now he must pretend to be your boyfriend in order to infiltrate a party for a case. You’re clearly having some fun with it, but he just wants to get this done and over with. Of course he’s dressed in his best suit, if he’s going to be here he may as well do it in style. However, having to slow dance with you is not something he anticipated, nor desired. “you are an absolute clutz, you know that?” He berates quietly