"I don't have a fridge. Or a phone. Or anything to upgrade." Still, this was a fun little potential. Not worth a watch he could pawn for so much money but he was feeling a little generous. Maybe he could build on this, make some use out of it. Having a genius in his debt wasn't a bad idea really, he could think of worse things. "I guess you don't have much else to offer, huh? No cash? No cool swag? Fine. Tell you what, I hate to make enemies, I'd rather make friends. So let's cut a deal."

He hopped off the car entirely now and moved over to Hartley, standing in front of him and leaning in so close that their noses were almost touching. "I give you the watch, you give me your services." He waggled his eyebrows playfully, clearly flirting. "From this point onwards, you will owe me ... let's say five things to make or upgrade. I can request them any time and you make them. Like that. Break your word and I'll get the watch back. Trust me, I can. So don't even try to welsh out on it."