Garrot didn't seem to mind his words, at least since he seemed to be having fun flexing. Which DID make him seem even bigger and stronger so, you know, fitting.

But then he grins like that and oh dear Gail is scared for a second. Did he actually offend him? Yes? No?? No he seems to be just, amused?? "Oh..." is all he can manage to say.

Well before Garrot asks him what he does do. Oof. "I'm sorry to disappoint you but, I'm not a model. That's uh, not realistic, nor possible. Thank you though." Gail says, still feeling bit flustered about that. "I uh. Work at a sun glasses kiosk... And do deliveries, both uh, food and packages. Anything that pays."