I wore it because I look stunning in it, and I knew he'd be around today. It's a conversation starter. Anyone who sees it for the first time has to comment on it.
"What's the matter? Are you cold?" He asks. He lifts his hand as if to touch it and then stops himself, a restraint atypical to the man of action.
"It's for moderate weather." I defend my choice of clothing. The weather today was cool, temperature climbing. The green velvet jacket wasn't necessary.
Graverobber saunters off to do whatever it was his business had brought him here for.