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Slow Dance
Chapter 2 The Suit
Harry glanced at clock on the wall 4.30pm, he closed the file he was reading and tidied his desk. He needed to find a suit for tonight, the grids dinner dance. So he put on his overcoat and left the grid to the hustle and bustle that is London two weeks before Christmas.
He recalled the conversation he had had with Adam hours earlier. Adam had asked him if he was going to the dinner, his answer had been a resounding no, he hated formal dinners. He would rather go on a date with Juliet Shaw, he never thought he would utter those words again.
Adam had been persistent though, he mentioned it constantly until at last Harry agreed to go. Adam then told him that he had arranged a car to pick him up at 6.45pm, so that he couldn't come up with an excuse for not going.
Harry made his way along Regent Street and pushed open the door of a department store, he made his way down to the ground floor where the men's department was situated. He wandered around the many rails filled with different types of suits, when a fresh-faced boy bounced over asking him if he needed any help.
Harry groaned this was all he needed some eighteen-year-old boy telling him what was best for him to wear. The lad started pulling different jackets and suits off the rails. Harry just nodded when he had a different hanger shoved in his face but his patience was tested when he was shown a shirt with frills on it.
Harry eventually left the store, pleased with his purchase. He had purchased a suit with a dress jacket in black, a white shirt with no frills, some cufflinks and a bow tie. He hailed a cab and made his way home to get ready.