Barty hmmed, unconvinced, and slowly took off his tie. He held it out to Nathan and gestured to his throat. "Wrap that around your neck."

As he considered things, he felt he owed it to him to give him at least a little bit of an upside. "Can you spell erotic?" Barty got up, placing the chair he was sitting in right under the light fixture. "If you spell it right, there's a mind-blowing orgasm in it for you."