Even grounded in the moment with his drawing activity, Walter may not have seen it coming. A paper plane lands squarely in his lap, or perhaps on his drawing pad should his lap be occupied by it. All it takes is a glance to see Benjiro smiling and waving one hand at the wrist to know where it originated from among the party attendees.

Unfolding the paper, Walter will find a written message:

I got some new parts for the holiday. Any ideas?