"Oh please Zack, I would never put you in what I'm wearing."

First of all because they're servant's clothes. Second of all because exactly. Zack. Tightpants. No.

Guy starts to drag Zack again, heading out of the bar and to the clothing store a few shops down. "You want something a bit like what you're wearing, right? Relax, I've got a good idea of what you like to wear. I knew you for over a year after all."