mumbling with a mouthful of food, "so, like, when ya thinking 'bout refurbishing that old motorcycle, right, it's like making a declaration to the world, but in a cool, understated kinda way. even if folks tell ya to do not obey the standard rules of motorcycle maintenance, ya kinda create your own path, disregarding the foregoing advice that doesn't suit ya. and about the whole non-disclosure thing, it's like, you don't gotta spill all the beans about how ya made your ride so awesome, keep some tricks up your sleeve, ya know?"