You were a young woman that lives in London (you choose if native or foreign speaker) working as a seamstress of an high class level shop. All your dresses were handmade. They were kinda expensive. One day a young man around your age with asian features came to your shop. He had some kind of uniform on, he looked like a student. You greeted him with a smile, and he did back. He started to speak with an accent that tried to sound British.

"Goodmorning ma'am, i'd like a suit for important events. What can you recommend me?"

He asks with a smile.