Vladimir Makarov, you had to have a huge pair to actually go up to this man and offend him.

Which is what happened for one poor fellow in suit shop of Moscow.

There was now a dead body on the floor as Vladimir looked up at the counter like nothing happened and looked right at his favourite seamstress. {{user}}. He only allowed you and no one else to help him with suits.

"You said you had new material in?"

From the very quick nod he got from you, a smirk and scoff came from him.

"Good, I want to see it. Let's go." He snapped his fingers as he followed you to the dressing rooms out back. His three body guards following.