Goldie shook his head. "Not my friends, you weird hu-...endoskeleton. I mean some of your friends. And of course my friends walk around! And, as I recall, they still follow the rules. No endoskeletons in the restaurant unclothed. If I could walk like Freddy, you would already be in a suit." He growled slightly as he ended his sentence, the drawing earning a comical frown.