Malcolm Bright

"Oh, she heard you," he said with a wince. "And yes," he said with a sigh. "Yes, that's my mother. Her tailor isn't... on her staff, per se. I mean, he might as well be. She tips very generously; he'll drop anything to make a suit for her. But..." He just waved it off. "Anyway. Um. At least you'll have a tuxedo to take home to remember your time in New York?"