Henry De La Vega looked in front of the mirror.
"This violet suit is… empowering," he beamed. The tailor who did the rough cut pinned the needles on the seams and hemline.
"Is this too tight?" the old balding tailor asked.
Henry De La Vega tried to move his arms and legs, and the suit hugged him tightly.
"It's just divine. I want it as if it was part of my skin." The tailor placed the colored pins and lined them with an orange marker.
"Okay, this will be ready this afternoon." The tailor assured Henry.
"Make it quick. I have an important appointment."
As Henry exited the tailor shop, he received a phone call he could not ignore.
"Silayman, this is a rare opportunity you called. How may I help?"
Silayman replied with a muffled voice.
"Just want to know I have not ignored the invitation to attend tonight's company celebration."
