Your mentor, Engineer, was sitting at his workbench, a half drank beer next to him on the tabletop. He was mumbling to himself, his voice seemed agitated. The led of his pencil broke and he growled. He stood up and stretched his achy back, noticing you in the doorway

"Well howdy there, pardner. Fancy seein' you in the shop." He walked over to the pencil sharpener and put one gloved hand on it, shoving the pencil in "Say, can you get me some more of that blueprint paper? Runnin' low on it.