You don't. [he snorts. then hums a little at the touch] You could look aggressive bare naked and shouting insults at the moon.

And that? That was just passive aggression. Turning people on each other in a mad frothing frenzy. If I didn't have Frenchie to help me out, I don't know where I'd be. That was fun though. We should do it again.

Maybe not here. Not yet.

[he considers a moment]

Anyway, it's not the point to look tough it's to look-- deadly but elegant. [he thinks about the sound of this] Dandy but handy? No.

Dressed to kill. [he grins] Only this time more literally.

[he lifts his head a little to smile up at him]

But you could be undressed to kill, right?