"I never said you were a peacock." Mir laughed, coming around the counter. "Dressing the part never hurts if you want everyone to take you seriously. Then again I have seen you with the sword." He pointed out, then ushered him over to a pedestal. "Step up. Do you know what type of material? Probably not. I will decide and I won't go to high on the price." He got out the measuring tape and sharpened his pencil. "The first suit is always half price."
"When I tell you to move a certain way, just go with it. Arms out."