[ Well, that's news to Eddie. His eyebrows shoot up in cautious interest. A threat. ]

I don't feel much like a threat right now. Except to the world of fashion. [ Yuk yuk yuk. ] I mean, what the fuck is this? I feel like I robbed a sack of potatoes.

[ He gestures at his scratchy little outfit, lip curling in disdain. ]

So did you wake up underwater in your birthday suit too? Or is that just for us threats?