Conversation · Kim Kitsuragi

Somehow you thought you were concealing it, but now you know that everybody has noticed.

Seeing you on the verge of tears, the lieutenant realizes he was maybe overly direct vis-a-vis your sartorial situation...

"It's good to see you looking like a proud officer of the RCM. It's important for the people of Martinaise to know we're here."

Your half-brother is proud to stand beside you.

"Regular cop, regular clothes."

The lieutenant regards you for a moment, unsure whether you're making a joke or not, and if so, whether he should acknowledge it...

"Right, detective. You are one regular cop."

"You like this? I feel like it's really cramping my style."

"You're an officer of the RCM, not some bon vivant..."

"Say, why aren't you wearing a pig suit?"

"Officers above the rank of sergeant are granted wide discretion when it comes to their uniforms..."

"The idea is that civilians are more likely to open up to someone who's not dressed like a typical cop..."

"I'm glad you've finally started dressing a little more like an officer of the RCM. Keep it up."

"It's, well, a little eclectic, don't you think? How would you even describe what you're wearing?"

'Eclectic' is for pop music with 'indigenous' percussion. You're a sartorial maverick.

"Hobo chic."

"Well, I can't say it doesn't fit you..."

"Still, you might try branching out a little. You know the expression 'The clothes make the man'? The right outfit, in the right situation, can make all the difference in the world."

"Regular-core?"

"They're just clothes, Kim. Who cares?"

"Superstar Casual." (Click your tongue.)

"Office Harbinger."

"Formal apologetic."