The tailor returns with a pair of trousers, giving them to Ed and indicating that he change behind a curtain. Ed disappears into the adjoining room.
“Those are the most form-fitting you have for his size?”
“Yes, Mr. Cobblepot.”
“You understand he has… generous proportions?”
“Quite so. This pair should emphasize his… particular assets as well as the length of his legs.”
Oswald sighs, “A shame the jacket has to be so long. Fashion, am I right?” The tailor doesn’t respond.
(C)
Так, окей. Мы будем шить костюмы тройки. Ничо не знаю, ну и что что неисторично