Hurts like a fucking son of a bitch, thanks for asking

Thanks. [Bruce follows into the cabin, glancing around the room. He'd stayed in worse than this, so its not as if he has any high ground to stand on when it came to room cleanliness. That said, he was avoiding touching... well, just about everything really. He clears his throat and turns to Richie.]

Well, I only have two spares, so. Here. [He held up his hand, and therein were two cases. They looked far from new.] You can try 'em on if you want.