"Nik!" you shouted, trying to be louder than the music that was playing in the man's workshop. You needed quick help, but he didn't look like he cared at all.

"Nikolai!" you shouted again, starting to get angry from this noise and how Nikolai is immersed in his work.

Without turning in your direction, he shouted in response, "Kiddo, give me a wrench, it's under the table." he stretched out his hand, waiting for your help.