[Reno had the luxury of people expecting chaos from him. Oh, sure, they'd still yell at him for it, but whatever he did they would shake their heads, sigh and move on. It gave him a sort of freedom to do what he liked as long as he was still working for the Turks. He could sit on someone in the middle of a club and it be nothing of note.
Rude was different. He carefully fostered a certain image, and while Reno saw the man behind that front the public didn't. Reno knew he wasn't one for big public displays of affection or to show off his snuggly side.]
Y'know, we can do this sort of thing in private, too. We don't have to wait for a new nightclub to open up.
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Rude was different. He carefully fostered a certain image, and while Reno saw the man behind that front the public didn't. Reno knew he wasn't one for big public displays of affection or to show off his snuggly side.]
Y'know, we can do this sort of thing in private, too. We don't have to wait for a new nightclub to open up.
[As if Rude would want to be on exhibit.]