brown-noser

“You can say anything about me,” Lanois continues, “but I’m not a brown-noser. I won’t tell people what I think they want to hear. I’ll tell them the truth. And so I think Bob felt he could trust that part of me, and that’s why we went back in.”

You’re not a brown-noser, you’re their peer.

Buttigieg was not without his brown-noser points, though.

“Brown-noser,” Mary Anne hissed at Karen.

“Oh, a thousand pardons, little brown-noser. If I’d only known that it was a prayer for the first game. There’s nothing in the world as tacky as a basketball game.”