"That's asking a lot, boss. You're just so fucking iconic!" Reno says with a laugh as he gets up and follows. I mean, really, blond hair and blue eyes, it really isn't all that fucking uncommon. Still, Rufus manages to stand out no matter what he does. Partly because of the white, but also because he's just got that way about him. A, uh, whaddaya call it? Commanding presence. Heh. Yeah.

They'll make it work, though. Reno heads straight to the wardrobe and throws open the doors to snoop through Rufus's clothes. He didn't bring a change of anything to wear himself, but they're not too far from the same size, so maybe he can find something not stupid to borrow. It's just a matter of digging through all the goddamn white and pleather to get to the normal-people shit. "Tell me you got just a normal T-shirt around here somewhere. Black? Fuck, I'll even take blue," he says as he paws through... god what is this crap.