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Tommy’s been dead, technically, for about three years, which is a lot less than Noh-Varr. At least, Tommy thinks that’s his name, because his accent is weird and kind of Eastern European like his mom’s and his uncle’s, but older and weirder and more refined and a lot hotter (the fact that the accent is at least a little different from Tommy's mother’s is a good thing; if it were too similar, it would be a major turn-off), which is unfair because Noh-Varr is already way too hot for Tommy’s own good.
So yeah, it’s a little weird when Noh-Varr invites him out on a date to Paris, but Tommy’s definitely not turning the offer down.