[But he's distracted for a moment by the tools, brightening up.] Whoa. Sweet. [It's not like he really knows the difference, not yet, between what's good or what's bad, or even what some of them are, but he's pretty sure he can safely assume this is capital-G Good Shit. He's already opening the box, taking them out, poring over them.] Shit, yo-- there's like, eight kinds of wrenches in here. [This is a good thing, apparently.]
[Spam]
[But he's distracted for a moment by the tools, brightening up.] Whoa. Sweet. [It's not like he really knows the difference, not yet, between what's good or what's bad, or even what some of them are, but he's pretty sure he can safely assume this is capital-G Good Shit. He's already opening the box, taking them out, poring over them.] Shit, yo-- there's like, eight kinds of wrenches in here. [This is a good thing, apparently.]