"Heh. Look at the widdle man, all tricked out in his widdle suit. You like being a kept man, eh? Does she whip you when you're naughty??"
They sneered to each other, clapped the zip-ties on his wrists and a hand over his mouth, and sidled off quietly into the night. Not as though she'd miss 'im, all distracted by Mr. Two-Face's brilliant plan.