“Huh, sorta like ‘ow I was once, eh?” Bruce asked, giving a gentle chuckle as he arched a brow at the repairman. “So, I take it ye ‘ave somewhere to be, eh? Someone else kickin’ down the fourth wall somewhere else?” the shark inquired, glancing at the light glared brightly.

“Yeah…” he sighed, looking back at Bruce. He did need to get back to work. But still…

“You need directions before I go?” he asked. It was the least he could do.