"Hang loose, brah, before you get noodled by excitement." Porthos sipped his lemonade and eyed the steamer trunk. The new guy was talkative by his estimation. Not a bad thing, but lots of details to pick up. Like the English accent.

"What's the pucker factor on this thing?" He went down the steps with the ice cubes in his glass clinking. He poked at the trunk with a finger.