Jeffery was at first a little hesitant to change his fashion, as it had come to be his favorite growing up in Columbia. But he realized that he would have to change and blend in during their little mission here in the humongous Rapture. With a sigh he began rummaging through the clothes, finding that these were completely rich people clothes, the kind he could have only dreamed of having. And to his surprise, they looked infinitely better than most in Colombia. As he looked around, he came across a rather nice suit. It was a tuxedo style complete with black vest and matching coat, it was cut just below the waist and had a silk black tie to accompany the white dress shirt underneath. 

With a smile like a childs, he grabbed his size and went to change. The suit was form fitting and showed off his slender yet strong build, while still allowing him free movement without restraint. He was upset that he wouldnt get to show off his tattoos, but he figured he would be able to in due time. He strutted out of the changing room, he spotted Daniel in his new attire and was about to compliment him when he noticed that he seemed... distracted, so he figured it best to leave him alone for now. His gaze shifted until it landed on... Kennedy?! His eyes shot open and his jaw dropped only slightly at the new look of his leader. She was [i]gorgeous[/i]! Jeff smiled and made his way over to her after she sweet talked the clerk, charging a poor sap by the name Cohen.

After the clerk had left, Jeff went to her and said "My dear if we didnt have a job to do I would take you out to dinner and a movie this instant" he smiled warmly at her as he said this, even though his eyes were playful his voice was sincere. He coughed a little to bide his time then said "Y-you look great... not that you havent before... b-because you have its just... wow... you look great"

Now, it is rare to hear Jeff stutter and stumble for words, as little to no scenario would have him unprepared for such a thing. But when it came to speaking to his own leader... well complimenting and borderline flirting... well, he'd much rather face a Handy Man unarmed first.