Few things can help somebody feel Alpha Male like wearing a sit. We've been taught from a young age that person in a suit equals intelligence, prosperity, and respect.
Or you work for the mob. One or the other.
True story: a friend and I used to "meet" at a local watering hole. We would both be dressed nicely in suits and be carrying briefcases. One would arrive first, then the other would join up about ten minutes later. We would sit, chat a bit while having a glass of wine, make a show of swapping briefcases and a large manila envelope, then leave. Got to be that people were watching us and rumor got around. Long story short, the cases were full of newspaper, but it was worth a laugh. Even the cops had a sense of humor, thankfully.
Yeah, I love to suit up.