"You're like a crazy metal detector, Gramps." Elliot placed his chin down to his hands that were on Francoise's counter.
Elliot was so impressed that the man could detect the presence of the metal even when it was still in his Inventory. Either his spatial magic did not place his things on a separate area or Francoise was just that impressive.
The old man's eyes were glimmering as he awed at the cubes of metal in front of him. Elliot was telling him what to do with it but he was completely distant, like he was in another planet.
Elliot was leaning on the counter, his butt was completely exposed when he felt a woman chuckle behind him. He instantly stood straight and turned, seeing a girl about his age.
"I would kill for that ass," the girl chuckled and went directly to Francoise. "A repair, please."
