"Certainly sir! If you just come with me, I will help you around, for an excellent and feasible fee, of course, but worry not!" Jimmie's words were fast and thick with accent. In honesty he smeared it further for the foreigner to have difficulties understanding what he was saying. Turning on his heels to lead the swede to his shop, he almost bumped into a tower of human tissue and mechanical marvel. The golem, was as they allways were, of the by appearance, brooding kind. But then again, Jimmie thought that everybody who could thump him seemed like the brooding kind.<br/><br/>Hesitating for just an instance, he glanced between the pet shop and the Scum and then back again, then put on the best dashing smile he could manage; "Good sir, an individual of your mannor seem to have catched the attention of this local engineer. If you are in any service with..." He struggled for a moment looking over the mechanical giant; "...with improving or further enhancing your..." Jimmie tossed a glance at the heavy flesh-free arm. He could immagine that thing with a fist clenched to paint the pavement with his brains. "I assure you, I can be of the best service on this whole street", he concluded, trying to ignore his previous utterance.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>