Matt shrugs almost innocently at the first part of Tony's commentary -- and at the second, gives him a disbelieving look. It doesn't quite translate, perhaps, because of the sunglasses, but the silence that follows, waiting, expectant, makes it clear that he's not buying it. He can tell when you're lying, Tony. He can tell when most everyone's lying.

When he finally gives an honest answer, Matt looks away, nodding. He can't help but smile, amused, as he continues. "Pretty sure someone else had it before her, so unless she's planning on paying them royalties, too ... " Natasha won't be seeing a dime from him. Or maybe she will. It depends on how much of a smart ass he feels like being, next time he sees her.

Either way, he pauses again, briefly, before, more seriously starting, "Should I try it on?"

It's going to look ridiculous, with his Oxfords, without the cowl, but they should probably check to make sure it does, in fact, fit. The question has nothing to do with him actually wanting to put it on. No. Not at all.