It ain't the name my ma screeches at me down the hall when I walk through the door, if that's what you mean.

[ but he looks genuinely disgusted at the idea someone would make a doll of him. ]

Like I said. All that ain't for types like me. I look out for myself, so I don't gotta owe anybody anything. And no one tries to stick my mug on a god-damned doll.