Nah, I'd say I'm the more handsome of the pair of us. Just look in a mirror already, will you? [though it registers in his mind that this previous incarnation hasn't met Rose yet--or at least hasn't followed the arm that followed her home that day.]

[arches an eyebrow--but doesn't think much of it the next second] Is that right? Well...admittedly, I've been feeling that way for an awfully long time, but far too many people have been hurt because of me. Best they stay away for their own good, really, but as far as sleeping with me, well, that may complicate things. And possibly make a lovely girl in the malt shop extremely jealous. Not that anything's going on there--no, far from it--but as far as company goes...

Anyway, I think we ought to make the best of a bad situation while we can! So! What was that about suspects?