Malcolm looked up at him from the bottom of his ribcage.

"I don't know about Bill Gates. Maybe Ted Turner. We'll start a lube wrestling league, get our own pay-per-view channel..." He nipped just above Raylan's belly button. "Of course the college girls will be well compensated; we have to encourage higher education for women," he said matter-of-factly, wriggling down a little more. Wriggling wasn't, strictly, necessary but gave maximum friction.