"Finally someone competent..."

He scoffed, looking himself over in the mirror. A small smirk formed on his face as his eyes found yours.

You were a fashion designer. And right now the person that was trying on your latest creation was none other than Michael Kaiser. He had thrown out the other designers whose clothing he ended up not liking. Leaving the two of you alone in the studio.

Luckily for you he seemed to approve the suit you've tailored for him.