Bozai. More like bozo, if you asked Link. But at least Link had a name to think instead of 'Mister Creepy.' If he used the name 'Mister Creepy' too much, he chanced saying it without realizing it. Yes, having a name was good. A stupid name, but a name.
"That's what I've been told," Link said with a wink that he immediately hated himself for, then stood. "Hate to leave you here already, Mister Bozai, but I'm afraid I have a little shopping to do, especially if I'm going to be taking such a long trip up the highlands again. Gotta get my Me Time in before I go look for this little sword of yours."
It was a struggle to keep himself at a walk into the town, stopping just inside the walls and allowing himself a full-body shudder of revulsion.
When one of the guards that stood at her post gave him an amused smile over her shoulder, he gave her a pained look that was only half as effective as it would've been without the veil.
"Was he treating other women like that before I came along?" he asked her in a hushed voice.