Otto. The perfect all round man.

Just look at him, the raised eyebrow, hinting at naughty fun, the
moustache you know will tickle and move of it's own accord when he talks
in his quirky Czech accent. The flat cap that speaks of whippets and honest
to goodness working-class values and man, those sideys you could lose
a pack of wolves in. And finally, even a sense of humour, because by fuck
that's the only possible reason you'd wear that bow tie, surely?