Hi, you've reached Njoki Rainmaker. At the tone please leave your name, number and a brief message. If this is an work related emergency, leave detailed directions and I will contact you ASAP.
"Hi, this is Elizabeth Weir, from the Sanctuary tonight? I was wondering if you could tell me where you get your suits from -- I'd like something like that, and my tailor is no longer an option." She leaves her contact details, and hangs up.
Elizabeth is finally getting in the door after a million and eleventy years looking at cars (she is so tired of looking at cars; after a while they all began to blur together and she made intelligent comments like 'that one is red'), and when her pinpoint rings, she is completely grateful for an excuse to duck out into the yard with her coffee.
"Hey there, this is Njoki from last night. I got your message about the suits and yeah, sure, I can show you around some good people to know. Are you looking to get one made from scratch or just tailoring one you've already got?" Smart woman. Coffee always makes phonecalls better.
"Hi!" Elizabeth is pleased about this. "I need one from scratch -- I'm not sure what I'm going to be able to get back from my universe." You know, when the boys go bank robbing. Not that Petrelli will call it that. Coffee is sipped!
"Mmkay, it's best to get them made that way, but I gotta admit, I usually just get a man's suit and have it retailored. Anyway, yeah, s'best if I do the introductions for you and my tailor, he's a little, ah, eccentric." Understatements ahoy! Beep! Beep!
"He's been working on a new one for me, so I've got a fitting later this week. If you want, I could call and see if he's got room then for you too?" You have no idea what you're getting into, Elizabeth.
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