Is there a boy named Lucas I could speak to? I'd like to ask a small favor, if you don't mind.
[He hangs up and proceeds to make his way outside. He knows his house well enough to avoid obstacles, but when he steps outside he runs face-first into a crate. What's in it?
This. However, it's full size and could be sailable if there was a large enough body of water--Actually, it could easily fit in his back yard. He doesn't know this yet, so Norway will just be feeling his way around the box.]
Hva.