"I like my place." He said, writing the info, then entering it into his machine. "I have been around clothes like this my whole life. My father and bothers loved their tailored suits." He then two the back slips of both papers and folded them, giving them to Zoro. "My oldest brother always made me take the measurements. We had slaves for that, but," He shrugged. "That was Dmitri for you." his brother always like to make Mir feel like he was no more than another slave.