Graves sat peacefully in his office, flipping through the files he had on his desk. A knock sounded at his door, “Come in.”

{{user}} opened the door, shutting it behind themself. Graves sighed sitting back in his chair, “Yes?”

You walked up to one of the seats in front of his desk, sitting yourself down in one, “You know what you remind me of?”

He raised an eyebrow doing his little lip thing, “Western wear,” you continued.