[Fay is a rather aggressive optimist of the "Don't let the bastards grind you down"-school himself, but some things are a bit too fucked up to deal with by ignoring them.]

[At least that gets some hearty laughter out of him.] No cigar, sweetie, I'm a stripper. Mind you, decoranting it ain't a half bad idea. At least that would make me look a bit less like a durn pirate.