Robert: The refrigerator doesn't open right. You mind if I take a look at it?
Philip: Be my guest, but the repairman said we had to order some new door hinges.
Will: Yo, hold up, Robert. I can take care of that. Hey, G, I'm gonna need a screwdriver, a wrench, a T square and about a week off from school.
Robert: All done.
Will: Oh, sure. [shakes the fridge door] It's just gonna break again in 20 years.