Before you, as if by magic, a shop appears that simply says "SUITS". A single suit displayed in the window. Some comfortable looking couches with people lounging on all but one of them when you walk in. Off to the side. An attractive female and an attractive male stand holding what appear to be glasses of alcoholic beverages(it's important to appeal to everyone!). Suddenly a man appears in front of you. He's tall and mysterious. 

Hello, I'm L. We sell amazing suits like these...

L gestures towards the display case in the window where you see a suit with a price tag below it...

SUIT EXAMPLE

On Sale! Custom orders.

Only $4,269 for a limited time.

While supplies last.

My apologies that our inventory is so low at the moment but we can make for you whichever simple design you'd like. 

He snaps his fingers and one of the attractive young people appears with a glass of your favourite alcohol. L hands you what appears to be a business card. 

Here, enjoy our unlimited alcohol. On the house. Take your time. Relax. Pull up a chair. 

I am a busy man so when you decide what you'd like your suit to look like, give me a call on that phone over there.

L points to the phone sitting on the counter and when you look back, L is suddenly gone. 

It was a cold night in Detroit. Kratos was making his way to a certain location that was sprawled on a piece of paper. He kept checking it every time he felt like he got lost. He was new to this City after all, after the recent demise of his previous leader.

Wanting to make a good first impression, Kratos made a point to reach there early, but with all those many wrong turns that he made, it'll be a wonder if he reaches the place at all. After close to an hour of walking, Kratos finally reached the place. Double checking to ensure he got the address right, Kratos straightened his tie and pushed the door open.

Upon entering, he was immediately approached by a pretty young lady. She was attractive, but he had to stay professional. Kratos was here just to pick up a suit, with the Crew's tag emblazoned on the right chest. She smiled and bowed in acknowledgement of his purpose, and left to go get the item. Kratos caught her winking just before she turned around and disappeared into the back. Looking around, Kratos was amazed at the place. It was nicely decorated, not forgetting to mention the free flow of alcohol. Kratos avoided that. He can't stand the smell. 

Kratos noticed a telephone sitting idly on a wooden table near a painting, of what it seems like cat. Bored out of his mind, Kratos absent mindedly picked up and said

"Hello?"