You wouldn’t go to a tailor expecting a cocktail. Discount Suit Company might not sound like an intuitive pick for Friday night drinks then, but rest assured that this establishment is far less sartorial than the name suggests – the moniker is actually borrowed from the building’s previous tenant. What you’ll find inside, after stumbling down a teeny staircase, is a basement drinking den with confines narrow enough to make 10 punters seem like a crowd (and there’ll likely be far more than 10). Keeping your elbows tucked in proves a fair trade though – cocktails here are distractingly good. The Charlie Chaplin, which blends sloe gin with apricot brandy and lime, was floral and puckering, fruit-forward but not oversweet. And the Skipper, which mixes rum with white port, Antica Formula Carpano, and bitters, was a model of balance. With a cheese plate from Neal’s Yard Dairy ordered alongside, you’ll soon forget about the arcane concept of personal space.