[ Moran gnashes his teeth together, fully expecting that second smack. He's genuinely surprised when it doesn't come, and he's presented with a question instead. He grows suspicious in an instant, unsure as to if he's being threatened or not, and makes a mental note not to go walking near any swimming pools. ]

Not as a walking stick, but back in London, the firm has what we call basement cases. Client can't pay, we take 'em down to the basement and they get a nice wallop for their troubles. [ He's particularly fond of basement cases. ]