[ Harrison's peering over and nodding along and Cisco very nearly has him — until those last five words, anyway. He raises an eyebrow, tilting his head to one side at him. ]

I'm not distracting you, Ramon. [ A beat. ] Unless you're suggesting that it's my fault you can't seem to control your urges because I chose to dress properly today. Which, I should add, is ludicrous.

[ His tone suggests that there's a right answer and a wrong answer. Choose wisely. ]