[ As strange as it might be for Trisha to feel affection at the sight of a suit of armor, it's still strange to Al every time he sees his mom. Strange in a good way, obviously, but he misses a beat when she approaches him outside the shop.

Excitedly: ] Hi, mom! [ And then, glancing down at his notepad. ] I guess you could call it that. It's actually a list of things I want to try here when I get my body back.

[ That last bit is said a little sheepishly, circumstances being what they are. ]