[An apologetic shrug.] It strikes a mite too close for comfort. I had to think on something.

If there's nothing waiting about that suits you, this seems the kind of place one could...simply...[he fishes around for a word, then just...gestures. Whoosh. Anything.] Who'd care what you do or don't? They don't concern themselves much with outsiders here, do they? I'd say you couldn't do much better for possibilities than this.