I'd never go on a date without a gun, so it tended to be something people would notice. (The one time I violated that rule, I was raped by this Amazonish woman who'd just got off the plane from Germany. Later she made me bundt cake.)

I suppose was the sort of guy who wasn't going to change and didn't seem particularly malleable. I was just going to do what I thought was best or needed to be done. One of those things that is both charming in some ways and annoying in others.