So people keep saying. I'm not all that bad, you know. I don't go out there and make others misbehave -- they come to me to do it all on their own.

[ That, at least, is the truth. For all he's maligned, he's never the one to make the first move to drag people down into debauchery. They come into his bar, they flirt with him, they smoke and drink and gamble, and then they run off and blame him for it, as though he's ever had that power over anyone at all. ]

Did your brother bother saying why you shouldn't talk to me? I'd love to hear it.