[Ed's fingers patter along the line of jackets, finding the one Oswald wants and he pulls it out and then turns to grin at Oswald.]

I stand corrected.
Perhaps I shall have to order one someday soon, do you know of any good tailors I can put the order in with?

[He teases as he comes over to Oswald, leaning down to give him a smooch.]

One who knows my measurements already, perhaps?