I do worry there could be whispers.

So you must be all going to tell them to… Why didn't you tell me what you were goi… Just like that. Why do you keep thinking that? Then why have you been so mad at me? I want two like dicks up my ass. To take her away from me and to teach me… And the hair and makeup. Thank you. It's what I do, and it's who I am. So you can slide back over here. Do you even respect me? It's down there. We're as broke as the fucking Ten Comman… You're such a worrywart.