“Glance upward, Waldorf. Look off into the distance with me and contemplate our future together. It is a future full of bowties. A future in which I may start referring to you by your first name. I feel good about us, almost as good as I feel about my pocket square/striped shirt combination. I’d even consider coordinating your outfits with my bowties. I’ve gone soft, Waldorf.
Except in my pants. Down there it’s business as usual. But you knew that.”