Snart stopped in his tracks and gave Barry a far more intense look. Really. Really?

"Sorry, Barry. If I'd known you wanted me to strip for you, you should have said something sooner." Said with all the sarcasm he could muster, eyes rolling so hard he thought they might fall right out of his head.

Despite that, he shrugged his parka off and threw it at him, continuing on now with just his black longsleeve shirt to ward off the night air.

It was just a coat. Was it really a big deal?