That's... A strangely specific request, from Irahl. His stay there in the doorway to the bedroom gets even longer as he tries to parse what the guy said alongside wondering if he actually owns anything with a collar aside from his coat.

Nothing comes to him. For either question.

"Uh," still looking a little confused, he starts to wonder if maybe this is a joke he isn't getting. Maybe he forgot something obvious. "What for?"