It was noon. You were a new-hired tailor at the tailor shop named Kingsman. You were in the upperroom,sewing some designs that were handed to you by the receptionist,who handed you earlier, til Conrad Oxford and his father stepped into the shop. His father greeted the receptionist as the receptionist rang you down to fit Conrad to make sure the suits that Orlando requested were his size.

"Father, is this really necessary?" He asked, his tone stern but low.