Pete beamed shamelessly. "I can assure you Ryland would have nothing to be ashamed of, were he to stroll in now at full mast and attired in a strip of leather."
Of course, that also depended on whether he had creatively groomed his chest hair again into a bra or a v-neck again, but Pete saw no reason to mention that. He did look around a bit more for Gabe while William was refilling, though. Not that he was sure what he was on the look out for, but it was likely to be either ridiculous or worthy of an elaborate costume erotica.