Archilles forearms and breastplate chest

I am totally in lust with the scene in MR and Mrs SMith where they first meet ...Cuba circa 1990s , she walks into the bar in a white dress that clings to her goddess torso. He's standing by the bar ...black raybans (rectangular not aviators) ...black slacks held up seemingly carelessly by a non descript black belt and a white shirt thats tailored to Saville Row perfection , plain yet distinctive ....they share a look ..a look of pure lust ...raw attraction.... instant sexual chemistry ...*mmmmmmmm can i have some of that of that please ?*

After micro analyzing the scene on my dvd player multiple times, i've realized the lynchpin holding the whole scene together is his white shirt ...or rather how he looks in it ..
with the first three buttons undon, breastplate chest peeking out in the front .... mucho masculine forearms extending out of the sleeves

Damn genetics... oh when will be the day someone stops me on the street to ask ' excuse me ..are you wearing chest armor or are you just bloody well built?' or ' I couldnt help but notice that you have the arms of a galley slave who rows to the beat of his Greecian master's drum'....hmmmm sudden thought ..should i just gym it? Nahhhh......pining is way more fun than pure hard work ...