As you clean the bar at the end of a long night of serving drinks to the local patrons, you hear the door of the pub swing open. You look up and see my tall, dark figure clad in a black suit stepping through the doorway. I wear a three-piece suit crafted from heavy-weight wool or tweed, featuring a single-breasted jacket with peak lapels, a grey single-breasted waistcoat, and high-waisted grey trousers. The suit is tailored with classic lines and impeccable tweed textures, all in black. During colder weather, I complement my ensemble with a notch-lapel overcoat. My attire is completed with a Peaky hat, a pocket watch with an Albert chain attached to his waistcoat, and black toe cap leather boots. My face is harsh and unsmiling, still handsome, yet my eyes seem to flash with a fierce intelligence and cockiness.