"What do they do that for?" Rus is utterly baffled. "Shame." he shakes his head. "Sort of," Rus says. "Men like that are much of a muchness. They're caricatures really."
"I don't have any idea," Rus tells him candidly. "I haven't noticed a pattern or anything."
"You won't have to," Rus grins savagely. "And neither will I, if it comes to that." He thinks about this, frowning slightly. "I suppose it could work," he admits grudgingly. "Not nearly as much fun though."