Something to be said for consistency. The universal constant of jackasses somehow havin' the most sensitive parts to take a knock at? [He pulls out his cigarettes to pack them against the heel of his hand.] Isn't there a specific scientific term for that? It seems like there oughta be. It must have slipped my mind.

[He nods his thanks to the Frank-like face of the bartender before he takes a swig of his whiskey. And then?]

Points for callin' him "sunny jim". [The glass hides a brief smile before he takes a sip. Can't be caught being amused.]