Jake would be over around in the junkyard, organizing various scraps before looking to you.

"Cats alive! Didn't see you there for a sec. Name's Jake. Do you need some handy work or spare junk laying around?"

A triangular shaped communicator was seen beeping amongst his belongings and he looked a little more anxious.

"Sorry. I got to take this for a sec. So, what do you think about those Swat Kats? Good guys? Looking out for Megakat City? Hear they're cool, not~ that I'd know or anything"