"Eh... merchandise. Contraband. And shady-lookin' people handling the contraband. Also, exotic "animals" that don't belong on this planet, let alone in the city. Last time I checked, he had a Cockatrice." Just what kind of person is this that they're about to meet? And why does Reno know him? Mind your business, that's what and why. Reno catches the look Rufus gives one of their friendly neighborhood criminals and has a half-second of alarm before the comment he makes follows it, and he can't help but snort, loud and hard and super unattractive. He at least tries to keep his cackling to a minimum, though, lest they wind up instigating a fight for laughing too much. That happens around here.

"Ruf, if that happens, I'll be right there turning tricks with you." First names only—nicknames even better. There are plenty of politically informed-enough people down here to recognize the name Rufus Shinra, after all. Some might even be clever enough to see through the disguise, so no taking chances. "You won't even need me to show you how to work that corner."