Will pulled his shoulders back, inflating with confidence, and pulled his hands back out of his pockets to place them on his hips instead. "You have come to the right man," he said. "Of everyone you could possibly ask around here, I am the one you want as your wingman. You sir, need to touch dewy-fresh skin that smells like flowers and dreams, not stubbly sweaty musk. Did you see me rescue you just then? Go and shower and put on a clean shirt. We're gonna go out."
He was relieved to have something to do, and finally get Elijah to experience an important part of the world again.