The second suit is somehow better than the first. Perhaps because he's used to seeing Clint in black but this is entirely different, entirely new. The bold colors and the cut of the suit itself are incredible on him. Phil only just stops himself from dragging his lower lip through his teeth and looking at him with outright hunger.

"I have cufflinks and tie bars at home. None are purple but I'm sure I have something that will work." And it'll be another sign of how Clint is his. If it is edging into sugar daddy territory again, fine. Fine. Whatever. Phil will live with that. He likes seeing Clint like this and wearing his things.

"Of course you'll have something." Leah waves a hand at him. "But you should get the young man some of his own. He can't keep taking from you every time he wants to go out."

Clint absolutely could and Phil would not complain. He simply nods in agreement. "I'm sure you can suggest some things for him."