William looked over at the man who stopped him.  What the?  Must be some contact lenses, making his eyes red.  Light reflecting off of them or something.  But, it suddenly started getting very hot, and he looked at him.  "I don't got a tux.  I don't have money.  Picked this suit up for 25 dollars, like the song.  So, you gonna have one made for me?"  He asked, staring at the man.<br/><br/>When the man told him to be serious a moment, he looked at him, before his face grew stern.  "So, am I disqualified?  Thought it was a long shot anyhow, I mean, was it just some random invite, or what?"  He was getting as serious as he could, without weapons, danger, or the like being involved.