[ she smiles, relieved, because she has no idea how to assemble dum-e. she could try, of course, but the resulting attempt would be disastrous. she has a vivid picture of him in her head, but she knows there’s more to putting him together than stacking the various pieces atop one another. ] You’re the best, Scott. [ and she means that. ]

Maybe. [ she’s not entirely sure, but it’s worth looking. ] If not we can make room. [ she heads into the garage and sets the box down on one of many cluttered counters, looking around with a sigh. ] I don’t know how he works in this mess. [ it bothers her, but she knows there’s a method to his madness, so she tries not to move too much around. ] Just help me bring in the rest, if you don’t mind, and then you can work your magic. [ she catches herself smiling as she heads back to the front, hoping this is something they’ll be able to bond over. ]