"Did Morris put anybody on Coltraine, specifically?" "Clipper." "Die-For-Ty? Talk about the sex. How come so many death doctors are wholly iced?" "A mystery I've pondered throughout my career." "No, seriously. Clipper's like ummm. He's gay and has a partner, but a yummy treat for the eyes. His partner's an artist. He paints people, literally I mean. Body painting. They've been together about six years." "How do you know all this stuff?" "Unlike you, I enjoy hearing about people's personal lives, especially when it involves sex." "At least since Clipper's not into women, you won't be troubled by sexual fantasies." Peabody pursed her lips in thought. "I can work with it. Two naked guys, body paints, me. Oh yeah, endless possibilities."