He walks on the train, goes straight to the door to the next car, grabs the bar over my head and plants one foot on the door, leaning back on the door in a smooth, practiced move. He has black shiny dress shoes, black pants, and a knee length brown coat. He looks super badass and in control until the train jerks into motion and he is forced to lower his foot in order to remain standing. At the next station he sits down in a newly vacated seat.