There's no reason to complain about the uniform. I'm sure even you appreciate its aesthetics. [A hard drawl on that first syllable, making more an assthetics sound.] But really, Mr. Bradbury, you're rushing. Rush, rush, rush. Take a moment to enjoy the discourse you're presently elevated with.

[Patronizing ego-stroking, or blatant attempts to divert Rick from the festivities?

But then:]

I want you to inform me if anyone gives her trouble.