[Cam barely knows the guy and the tone is a little bit sickening. But he learned how to hustle with the best of them. (He still doesn't know how Salah Balan does it so well.)]

Right. As you can see, this poor man's clothes got damaged on the way here. [It's the only way he can make sense of such fashion choices.] Honestly, my clothes have seen better days, since the dangerous extremists kidnapped all of those people. [He flashes his badge, and a winning smile. The tailor makes sympathetic noises, coming around to circle the two, much more receptive than the last tailor had been.]

We were looking for something new for him. Something dashing. Maybe something like mine?