PizzaTheHutt sits in the back of his limo, it was not moving. He rolled down the divider into the driver area and was disgusted to see the corpse of his driver. He must have been shot in the war, as I was sleeping, PizzaTheHutt thought to himself. Better get him out of here and ditch the body before it starts to smell like Destro_Whelan after he stopped showering.

A few onlookers starts to gather as the large pizza creature moves out of the limo and starts pulling the body of his former driver out of his seat, messing up his finely tailored suit as he does. After struggeling a with the corpse for a little while as more and more people gather to watch he finally manages to get the body into a ditch on the side of the road.

Having finally gotten rid of his forer driver PizzaTheHutt looks down on his suit in disgust, it is covered in blood, he definitely have to get a new one. Seeing the crow that have gathered he addresses them.

It looks like I am currently in the position of needing a new suit. Im looking for a suit maker of great renown. Seeing as my previous tailor Dominic sadly passed away some time ago I have decided to open the process of finding his replacement to the public. 

Any aspiring tailor can reach out to me and offer your services. You will of course be well compensated for your trouble.