Pyrrhus had just taken a guess at the boy's partner-hunting situation, but he seemed like the type to not have great success in that department. "You'd be surprised. I can hold my breath a long time." He smiled at the young man. "Time is what you make it, good or bad. Keep that in mind." He closed his coat and put the sunglasses on. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to see a man about some blocks of ice."