Frankie: No... T-This is too important. You've got to look sharp. I have an idea.
[cut to Axl swamped in Mike's jacket:]
Frankie: Maybe if we roll up the sleeves.
Axl: Oh, my God. I am not wearing my daddy's jacket! I'll end up working at Mom Co. forever.
Frankie: Well, Brick's suit jacket is your old jacket. Maybe you can still fit into that.
Axl: What...
[cut to Axl in a tan suit that's too small:]
Axl: Really, Mom?! I can't even raise my arms to shake someone's hand.
Frankie: Oh, wait... I think I have an old jacket that might work. It's very mannish.
[cut to Axl in a small blue suit:]
Frankie: Not as mannish as I remembered. You know, I should wear that again. It's cute.