[Al has to lean heavily on his crutch when he gets off the scooter, his legs shaky from the adrenaline of the ride and the effort of gripping on perhaps a little harder than he had actually needed to.

His eyes open wide with astonishment as he steps into the garage and looks around. It's like Aladdin's cave of wonders, and he can't help the amazed gasp escaping him.]

Wow! And I thought the technology in Norfinbury was incredible, but it's got nothing on this.

[And this is only the bits in someone's garage. This world is dizzying in its possibilities.]

At least the mess is familiar, Brother and I aren't the tidiest when we're working on new theories either.