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School is out and Tony's brought his project home - early for once, because he knows he won't have much time to work on it this weekend. He's staring at it in his workshop, lying on the workbench like it's a bed next to the chestpiece while he plays with a variable speed drill.
Yeah. He's bored.
So he does what any guy his age does and picks up the phone, considering for a moment before texting.
What are you doing?