Hey, where's my wallet?
So you're here looking for work. I do need some satellites lifted, but can't say that I trust you to do it.
Uh, oh. Better do something.
You've got that con man feel about you.
My “skeleton” is external and artificial. Unlock the hips, pull the leg armatures up into the body.
On the other hand, you are the first person to come here and look me in the eye. Okay, let's see what you've got.