"Oh, to shave?" Without a single moment of remorse or guilt, he shrugs. "I've been hoarding them. Stop by if you need 'em." Someone's noticed he's keeping his facial hair, though, and that's a nice little ego boost. It rules, after all. Nothing can beat the moustache-soulpatch-combo.

"Anyway--you've got a flare for getting people to listen, that's all I'm saying. Pain in the ass when I've tried. No one's got any respect." Not that he's tried to do anything in Milton at all, but that's neither here nor there.