Liam Enduro. The name sounded slightly Spanish to Alice's ears, but that wasn't for her to comment on. She was quite pleased he enjoyed the coat. "It's a hundred twenty- with tax." Alice informed him quietly as she set the coat on the counter and pulled out several boxes in the wall behind the till. Each held a needle with a certain color of thread, or buttons of a certain color or make. Pulling out the appropriate amount of silver buttons and fastenings the tailor perched on the iron wrought stool she had tucked away below the antique till. The price wasn't a unreasonable sum for a one of a kind thing with that fabric. The silver is what drove the price up a good bit. Alice refused to use false gilt on her outfits. Preferring the real metal, which she suspected this gentleman would as well.

Flicking a lamp on, Alice gave a small apologetic smile to Mister Enduro. "Please look around the shop. I doubt I'll be good conversation!" She commented, her focus already at the task at hand. With slim fingers and a particular care, the tailor began to ply her trade with a single minded concentration. Each thread coming from it's anchor without marring the cloth with holes of it's absence. Once one button or fastening was removed, black thread flashed in to restore it with a silver button. The black velvet buttons being setting to the side for another outfit. The left over thread would go into the trash. The stray comment coming as she placed the last button tight to it's proper place. "You'll look absolutely marvelous in this, sir." Her fingers stretching and tucking the needle in the bobbin of thread. She could put it away later. Green eyes peered up at Liam. "Shall we see how it fits?" Alice offered, not bothering her excitement at seeing him in the exquisite coat.