"Being accustomed to a uniform," Ignis reasoned, "does have the convenience of taking the guesswork out of one's fashion."

And he paused, to take a moment, as if really looking at what Shane was wearing, which, of course, he'd already done from the first moment he'd answered the door, but that had been a much more quiet, subtle, personal assessment, and now, he wanted his careful consideration to be noticed.

"You look good, though," he said. "A more casual look suits you well, Shane, while still managing to maintain hints of your cavalier charm."