What Is it, Tuesday?

These guys I can't quite figure out. At first glance, what — Italian? No. Israeli, maybe? Sephardic Jews? Something like that, sans kippa. More likely: they have the aspect of electronics-store owners. Overly gold watches, braceletes too, balding both and both well groomed. The older one's got a gray suit on under his overcoat, but what's that underneath? Of course it's a T-shirt, albeit silk and blue. The younger is similarly almost-suited and overcoated, but goes for the button-down, unbottoned way down past the chest. Cursing copiously, clutching manilla, rustling and very restless, taking up far too much room even seated on a crowded train. Coked up? More likely it's a personality thing. Terrible.