"Spent last night with this woman. Arlene? She told me about the same thing. And I can use what I get - mallet, magnifying glass, so long as I can pick it up and it'll do some good, I'm not too picky." But who could be picky when you were sneaking around warships or about to be killed by a giant wasp?

Donna's eyes fell into a knowing look. "Then he really is still just a kid."