[it could have been a girlfriend's...he's a dumb pre-internet hetero, let his caveman mind stutter and wheeze]

Are you planning on filling the void? I haven't seen Nora Roberts in the snooze tubes, perhaps your time is now.

[Richie frowns, suddenly a touch of the serious sits about his face.]

...You too, then, huh? I was hoping to pass it all off as too much Welsh Rarebit before bed, but you know.

Voss and his cronies, na-chur-ally. Paying fifty silver for the hour if you get results too. Want to get in on the action?