The man sitting already in the back room appeared to be some kind of tailor if only from the amazing deductive reasoning skills that Adrian possessed. Might have been the scissors and fabric around him though. He didn't recognize him. But that was becoming increasingly common with all of his classmates mating like rabbits. Disturbing is what it was. Thank Merlin he hadn't gone down that road it seemed. No little Adrian's showing up in town.
"I do aim for aesthetically-pleasing when I do force myself to actually wear trousers." Adrian replied with a crooked sort of grin as he stepped into the room, swinging the door close with his foot behind him. He ran his hand over some of the fabrics that were about the shop. He really had no clue how sewing was accomplished, nothing he had ever attempted and if he did... it would not be pretty.
"This your job then. Making sure we don't have droopy crotches or hems dragging on the ground." Really droopy crotches were the biggest sin in Adrian's book.