Not that he's scared, but he is starting to feel like one of those guys that comes in and grabs a chair next to the stage, on pervert's row as the locals know it, and sits there for hours, lurking and staring at the dancers while nursing one or two beers without tipping any of the girls.

an ultimate constituent of matter

Peena and Queena are duetting a giggle-for-giggle […] Oxford University Press, 2012, p. 377

You cannot be too careful where explosives are involved.