Alec isn't entirely sure what he's doing here. He doesn't know the guy, but an opportunity is an opportunity. It's not necessarily the party atmosphere that he's questioning -- it's the costumes.

Ordinaries, man.

But rather than stand out, he dressed up. He dressed up with Max of all people, but he's not going to complain -- would you complain if your date was dressed like a belly dancer?

He didn't think so. He's just not going to actually verbalize that. He's wearing a fez and poofy pants. He thinks he's suffered enough.

"So," he sighs as he shifts to lean against the bar. "Why are we here again?"

[For Max.]