"Yeah? That's news to me, I ain't found much good around here." Bobby felt a strange sense of ease upon discovering that Aleister didn't have a happy home life. Maybe that was a selfish attitude to have, but it somehow made him feel less other. Obviously their situations weren't the same, but they were different from everyone else. Different together. There was a bond in that, as it turned out.

"It's not exactly the kinda place Dorian Gray would stop and visit. But I guess it ain't so bad that you stopped by instead. Dunno if you can find anyone who can paint you around here though."