Panama filled his bath with warm water, he then added the finest bath salts from Floris and relaxed with a fine glass of Hennessey. After drying himself with Egyptian Giza cotton towels he relaxed.
He had an appointment at the Savoy grill, but he was in no hurry to dress. He applied his favourite scent, Sex Panther. Then he put on his Turnbull and Asser Sea Island cotton shirt, Pantherella Sea Island cotton socks, and Zimmerli Sea Island cotton boxers. The Sea Island cotton caressed his skin. He put on his Kilgour suit, it was in the recent sale and 50% off.
He picked up a pair of black toe cap Oxford's, they were from Church's. They were made out of corrected grain leather and just looked cheap. He threw them in the bin, and found a pair of Cheaney's. Ah, these looked good and not as narrow as Crockett and Jones which gave him blisters.
He was now set, Scaramanga had text him, he booked an Uber and set off for the Savoy.