"Alright. I know that Art should be making handcuffs. But what if he made small needles. Like throwing needles from those comic books. Art, like the ones in that Master Of None novel series you read." The look of excitement that sparked in Art's eyes said that he knew exactly what Louis had thought of.
"I can see that Art knows what you are thinking of, but I'm in the dark. Tell me." Cara had not completely put the two ideas together just yet.