[the tux comment gets tucked away for future date considerations. peter's sure grin suggesting that he knows he cleans up well. but no, he doesn't want to see her in one of his suits — formal or otherwise. he shakes his head as he darts back into his closet to find just the item — a faded blue henley this time — and holds it out for her to take ]

No suit. I'd have to roll up the sleeves and pant legs and you'd still drown in it. But I do like seeing you in my clothes. You always look cozy.