"Well, that's good, 'cuz that's pretty much my wardrobe most of the time," he replies dryly at first.

Then, well, Zevran is doing his Zevran thing; he's seen him flirt often, and he has before, but that's definitely hell of an invitation from him. Alejandro reaches up and tucks some hair behind his friend's ear and remarks, "Careful, Zev. Or I'm gonna get soot all over you." Given the chance, maybe, he would gladly have a roll with the assassin, even though the worry is in the back of his mind.

Ah, right. Work. Okay, focus.

"Hmm, I could probably work that in. Maybe in a few different ways, actually. I'll let you know what I put together, and you let me know how good it works for you."