[Disappointing, yet oddly unsurprising. He waves it off.] Metal it is! I’m guessing you wouldn’t have an owner’s manual laying around, either. That'd be too easy. [There’s some condescension bleeding into his tone. It’s not intentional, but talking to this guy is like talking to a doll. A doll with a little pinch of anger mixed into the blank slate cocktail.]

What about the functionality? Are we talking the Six Million Dollar Man, or…?