Billy's expression quirked into a smile as he held back a laugh at the way the man said that word. He shook his head and lowered his arms.

"I can spot a cosmetic job at ten paces. Those--" he pointed, rather emphatically, "--are by no means merely cosmetic." He shoved his hands into the pockets of his overcoat. "Why don't you come down here so we can have a more civilized chat?"