His eyes dragged over Newton's body and lingered on the pants that looked very nearly glued to his skin. Such shamelessness, but Hermann was happy to play along and hoped he wasn't overselling the surprise.
Gushing wasn't something he'd done in a good while- let alone directly faced with an idol.

"They said you had a reputation, and well, I confess I was a bit hopeful."

He set his cane aside and worked himself free of his jacket and sweatervest, then played at nerves as he unbuttoned his shirt and tugged it off. His hands splayed apart in offering.

"You can sign absolutely anywhere you'd like."