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"Formal attire, usually. Something fancy to fit in with the other guests...though, I haven't ever been to a ball of this sort of caliber before."
He's never been to a ball ball, one where you get dressed in proper attire and consort with others while being served hors d'oeuvres. Instead, he has a recollection of an evening spent in a crumbling, half-maintained ballroom, the stench of sweat clinging to his nose, iridescent disco lights illuminating the pre-revolutionary molding, and glitter. Lots of glitter. Kim stood on the edge of the ballroom for a long time before a drag queen wearing a blue, frilly dress attempted to coax him out from the shadows and onto the dance floor.
He had fun. It was a nice memory, overall. But it gives him little impression of what to work from, here. He takes a small step back, gauging Harry's current outfit. What is he wearing, if anything?
"You'll be fine, so long as you wear something that you like--and is appropriate for the occasion. You've always had a...unique sense of style."
Looks like he'll need a little convincing before agreeing to be Harry's style buddy.