Very rude indeed, Firo. Jolie scoffs at the brazenness of it, looking mildly offended as well as terribly, terribly tired. She has no intention of bailing on this, though, so she doesn't retort until he finishes doing what she asks him to.

"PERFECT!" She declares, clapping her hands together and yelling just a little too loud. It warrants this kind of volume, alright? It's an important day.

"You're so cute. All dressed up. Everyone is gonna wanna buy you things." This is definitely what he wants to hear, she thinks as she glides over. She circles him, looking a little uncertain before she grabs his collar and fusses it down. "Hold on." She murmurs, grabbing him by the shoulders and turning him toward her again. "Have you ever actually worn a jacket before? It's not couture to have the buttons all screwed up like that." She flits a hand at him, wanting him to readjust the buttons.