"Costume? I don't think so. What would that entail exactly? I don't have many costumes. I just have -- well, I do have one but it's from the nativity so it's a donkey. I don't think that's good for fitting in, is it?" Otherwise, what he wore was what he owned. Button down shirts, khakis, bowties. He was a very smartly dressed boy, his parents stocked up for him and he'd never really had to worry about dressing for anyone's approval.

Until now. Oh gosh, he had no outfit suitable for a bebopathon.

"I suppose I have nothing dark or informal. I have one t-shirt but it's from bible camp." So he didn't think that was very useful. "I'm sorry."