WARNING: Politically Incorrect. Anyone who takes this seriously, deserves to. ;-)
Bruce turns a corner into the street. He is dressed in gold-embroidered lavender satin, dripping with lace and jewels. His long, curly wig is topped by an ostrich-plume-covered hat, his shoes have jewel-encrusted high heels, and he carries a folded fan in one hand and a tall walking stick decorated with lavender ribbons in the other. He strikes a pose, left wrist on hip, and lisps, "I am Bruce the Joyful. There can be only one, cutie," then twists his walking stick, revealing a narrow blade hidden inside. The ribbons trail from the amethyst-studded guard as he takes the infamous "limp-wrist" stance.
Duncan also draws his sword. "I am Duncan McLeod of the clan McLeod," he says, advancing, "And don't call me 'cutie'."