He didn't mind the tight, really, and the clothes Hartley'd picked were comfortable.

But he was getting decidedly edgy for not knowing. He only thought a moment before meeting the redhead's eyes. "Car. Please." Then he registered just how nervous Hartley sounded and. Why?

He wasn't sure.

"Then we can do clothes?"

For some reason, Hartley playing dress-up with him didn't seem like a bad thing, right now.