[ Reiner sits back comfortably, moving over to make a little more room. He takes up more than his fair share normally, and it's probably better their legs not be crowded against each other. ]

That's too bad -- at least you're taking it in stride, though. I know I wouldn't care too much if someone had put my name in, but I'm not as quiet as you. Or self-conscious. Or... [ ... He's just making himself sound kind of boorish, huh. ] I guess that's progress, huh?