“I’m not nearly drunk enough for ridicule, so please, hold your critcism.” Archie had to laugh a little bit. His suit wasn’t even that out-there, but it was bold for Archie, who stayed on the more muted side of things, conscious of his public image. He couldn’t even get ‘drunk enough for ridicule’, not without embarrassing himself. He just wanted to have fun, but instead he felt as though all eyes were on him. And not in the way he normally ate up.
Andy just sort of blinked, wearing a pale blue suit, his blonde hair tied back into a little bun and the blue and silver mask on his face as he stared at Archie. “I wasn’t going to say anything? I think it looks good,” the slight lisp should be a sure fire way of identifying him if Archie didn’t realize who it was in the first place. “I was just - I was just coming to say hi.”






