"No fucking way."
"C'mon, Ed."
"No. I feel like an idiot."
"You look like a prince."
"Is there supposed to be this much...shirt?"
"How can I tell if you wont come out here where I can see you better?"
"You self-serving, manipulative, slanty-eyed..."
Ling couldnt help but smile at the endless stream of less than flattering commentary, and couldnt help but stare. Damn, did Ed look good in his third favorite shirt.
Ed lifted a hand to shuffle the cute little hat around a bit, convinced he looked like he had some sort of spare cup perched in his hair. "Do I have to wear this thing?"