He waved, before getting pegged in the back of the head with a flying rubber bath ducky. "HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU NO TOYS IN THE WORK AREA?!?!?"<br/><br/>One minion on wooden wiring detail later, the rubber bath ducky was a melted pile of plastic, not sure how that happened, and he returned to the table, working on understanding the neural interface of the armor.