Bruce, at the moment, looks mostly like a guy in what was probably once most of a business suit, but is currently a pair of black pants, dusty wing-tips, and a white shirt that's turned grayish. He also looks mildly beat up, since he's got a bruise across one side of his face, but he sure as heck isn't worried about it. He's even got his hands stuffed into his pockets while he surveys the landscape.

"I don't, but I wouldn't want to eat at one if I did." He's more wry than dry, though there are elements of both. "There's something moving around out there. Keep watching, you'll see it again."