If it’s his way of directing questions away from himself, it isn’t exactly effective. You can surmise a lot about a person, particularly a capital markets professor, from the temperatures they’re willing to suffer as they bike through traffic-laden streets.
As soon as this question arises, though, a waitress arrives and Williams is suggesting the pineapple fried rice, donning an impish grin. It would be the first thing you’d notice about him, this air of general amusement, if he’s wasn’t wearing a full lycra biking outfit, complete with the biking shoes. Distracted, I order the fried rice.