Lee laughed. Snow in summer! Now if that wasn't the darnedest thing he'd heard for a long time...
"I'd say," he said to agree as he began looking at the coats that hung in-between him and the younger man and holy cow, what prices they were tagged with! Lee never expected this and it was clear in how his eyes grew that looking at them alone had just about cost him half his leg. This wasn't right, at this rate he would never get a new coat!
"And just when you think these things sell like pancakes..." He slipped the tag he'd checked back inside its coat and pushed it off his mind. "This place's got more money than they got snow." Then to the man, he asked, "Don't suppose you have any idea where an old man like me could find coats without losing my hand, Sir?"