[Badou's eyebrows meet his hairline. What the fuck can't Mary do is the real question. As long as she never knows he lost at strip poker in about ten minutes. Lost in all the ways that count.] The legacy of the old fart who robbed Vegas blind without even needin' a dead pigeon zoomin' outta his open fly for a distraction?

[If he wasn't an asshole he'd probably blush or be a little bashful. Badou just snickers and leers. At least she'd be happier, if not forced to put a tie on every doorknob they came across...] An on that occasion we'll getcha more cowbell an knock before enterin' every goddamn room, regardless if it has a door or not. Fuckin' scandalous, mama bear!