Get fitted and learn how to match pocket squares and prepare for godhood. And to get AIDS tested more often. Prepare for her horrified face when she sees you in basketball shorts the morning after and realizes the Christian Grey thing was a mirage. Get ready to fill out your harlot bingo card and then walk through the hellish wasteland on the other side. Use it as creative fuel and be thankful for it; that’s rarified rock star shit. Try to convince one of the good girls that you’re done with The Suit but she won’t believe you because she met you in it. Wish you’d never bought The Suit but then keep wearing it anyway, because when was the last time you heard of a wizard throwing away his wand.