When the woman suddenly came over and started speaking with him, Jervaous's hand slipped abit and he ended up touching a cable in his gauntlet, causing it to spark more then he had meant as the palm of it became encased in electricity.   Acting quickly he slid the gauntlet from his hand and quickly reached into his coat for a swab of pure rubber, and quickly put it into the palm of the gauntlet and closed it, before yipping abit as he caught a tad bit of a static shock.<br/><br/>"Great, now i'm gonna have to spend the night re calibrating that." He said with a sigh as he looked up at the woman for a moment before picking his screw driver back up and moving the cable inside back to its original place , before taking out a small scribe to work on the wiring inside, the fingers sparking every now and then as he did.<br/><br/>"Clacka aint no person, so his name can be anything. He's a robot I built. Just a wee thing, but he's smart and I can always trust him to get done the tasks i give 'em." With that said, he opened the gauntlet's palm and retrieved the swab of leather.<br/><br/>Though he leaned back, just as a bottle flew across the room from the bar. Looking over, he saw Jess leaning over the counter. "Dammit Jerr, if you set that booth on fire again I'm gonna have your hide got it?!" The woman warned.<br/><br/>The mechanic just looked over at where the bottle had hit the wall and liquid was running down. "That was a waste of wine!" Was his only reply. She quickly stormed off, and he sat their chuckling as he ran his finger through the liquid and licking it, before sticking his tongue out. "ugg, thats just a bottle of cheap mead." That should probably be a message, but he couldn't see it.<br/><br/>Shrugging, he just went back to work on his gauntlet. "Anyway, yes, Clacka suits him just fine."