The man accepted her offer and shook her hand. 
Her skin was smooth and softer than silk. He resisted the urge to stroke his fingers against her flesh as he shook hands with her, as this would put her off initially and could complicate things.

As he withdrew his hand he responded to her,"Well, I'm looking for something rather unique. Unfortunately though, I have not found it anywhere else I have looked. I was on the verge actually of giving up, until I heard about your store and decided to come and scope things out. You see, I would like a dress coat that harbors a Victorian era theme to it, yet maintains a modest modern feel to it as well. Something that holds a certain kind of 'Renaissance class', but is not flamboyantly outdated either. A long, flowing coat without tails and with silvery buttons as shiny as jewels, and jet black material to boot. Do you have anything like that? Could you perhaps make it if not?"

He stood with his arms now crossed.
Though his face showed hopefulness at this request, he tried to maintain that he wouldn't be totally crushed if she could not meet his request.
After all, he truly wouldn't be. He realized how unusual his request was, which was why no mall nor clothing store he had visited could meet his desire in this article of clothing.
Several costume shops held pieces of a resemblance, but they were too fictious-looking and held no serious to them, in fact looking very childish.
So he passed on them, choosing to come to the last store he had not ventured to yet to seek out his desired coat.