Was it a real compliment or was he trying to psyche him out? Jim frowned at himself in the mirror as he finished rinsing his mouth and glanced at the mop of hair on his head. It wasn't how he remembered doing it but as long as there weren't any recognizably flat spots, what did it matter?

"I passed out for a little while," he said, truthfully. "I think the key to making it look like you didn't put any time into how you look is to literally put no time into how you look."

His eyes stayed on Sasan's face during the elevator ride. His hands stayed in the pockets of his coat on the walk over.

"No inflating the ratings with made up numbers," he said, defining rules not because he needed to but because he wanted the distraction. "How you get them is up to you. No holds barred."

Jim didn't exactly cheat... But he liked to stretch the rules in his favor.