He snuffed even more tobacco than usual and asked whether I was already over M. since I insisted on smelling like a rentboy on the prowl. I said evidently he knew more about rentboys than I did, given I never had the money to pay for one nor needed to, but that I wasn't surprised at his more extended knowledge in this regard.

*snort*

(Did Fritz have the excessive tobacco habit this early on? Somehow I took it as something that developed over time, not something that applied to young Fritz quite as much - but I could well be wrong about that.)

tentatively titled "The Anti-Fritz"

It's the "tentatively" that makes it. :D