"I don't care for it, if you want the truth. People have some twisted requests, generally. I don't force them, and they don't force me, but..." he shrugs. "The best ones are when the client just wants a damn vacation. They're usually more pleasant. White sandy beaches, Venice, Paris, that kind of thing. Hopefully I get a bite soon and I can move out of this dump." Pause, tilting his head up at Sam, unaware of the other man's thoughts. "No offense."