[he doesn't answer the question because how the hell can he? And then the fluffy idiot has to mention his suit. The straightening sets him on edge a little, though gives him a flurry of tender feelings too that confuse things.

Carefully, Alec puts that to the side. And scowls a bit, looking more like his cousin, at the words]

He's not my nanny. I can leave the house however I want and what is wrong with this suit? It's a suit like any other suit.

[the flirting man smirks and looks as if he's going to say something snide]

Sod off. I'm having a private conversation.