[ Daigo glances back at him, amused. For once he has not done his hair, its just tied at the base of his neck with a bandana over it. It's the least put together he's been, but that seems about right for an afternoon in the garage. ]

Hey. Were you looking for me?

[ If so that's what phones are for, buddy. Daigo sits back on the little stool he's using, his hands loose between his knees. ]

Well, as it turns out these bikes run on crystal batteries. Something I know nothing about, so I'm out here learning about them.

[ Literally just a larger scale version of taking apart that phone. The irony is not at all lost on Daigo. ]