Well, that's just a shame because Vasquez happens to enjoy the company of other men when they're being dicks and assholes. It just makes him feel at home, like he's allowed to prod and poke as much as he wants.

He chuckles as he tugs at Bobo's shirt collar, walking in a lazy stroll backwards. "Then you're going to get to meet plenty of people," he guarantees. "I live at the inn."