He spent his silver on a couple of castles, a handful of manses, and a pleasure zeppelin, 'tis true. But they say that home is where the heart is, and even after buying a couple of cargo containers filled with Chinese hearts, none of his dwellings feel like home.

Maybe they paid him in hedge funds...

He's Elaine's bull while Bitch watches through cut-out eye holes in a painting. Little do they know that Rand routinely covers himself in full-body makeup to masquerade as a marble statue in the room.