*chuckles condescendingly as he steps back to give you a wide, wide berth* Your concern is admirable, my lord, but unfounded. There will always be a market for the absurd. *pointedly scrutinizes your perfectly coiffed hair and expensive clothing*
*sighs deeply with apparent regret (i.e. impatience) and looks up and up at the two of you* Aw, have the awkward male bonding rituals finished for the day? Well, I'm sure Eggy has bigger hims to fry, yes? Or poach or fertilize or whatever. *to you, in a loud whisper (confidentially, you see)* If the girl sticks her finger in your ass and you like it, you might want to trade in that small straight. Ass-high oughta do the trick. *smiling sweetly* Right, Ecthelion?