[For someone who takes their cues based on the sexuality of the men they work with, it's something worth noting. At least to Guy. He's a catalogue of seduction styles, notes on the preferences and little treasures such as cigars and favourite drinks. He watches, and as he makes his show, he's detailing all the reactions.]

Gin. Unless our captors, in their infinite lack of tact and manners, helped themselves to it. Hardly gentlemanly, getting into a man's drink and stripping away his fine clothes.

[He looks at the coat.] Too dark. [He begins rifling through a rack of additional shirts, thumbing them to feel the fabric.]