"That's nice." Jim glanced at the envelope and then gestured at it so that someone who was not him would take that thing. He knew where that had been, he was not touching that. He wasn't feeling the appeal of filth today. Hence why he looked Bill over critically, taking in so many details. "See, I think we could give you a bit of a makeover and up the class. You could appeal to a higher set. Pretty, but rough. They like that."

Evidently. "Who's the one that just had to taste you?" He indicated his own neck. "Someone really liked it, didn't they? Looks like you went on a date with a blowfish."