"Elder Ford, the way you're saying this, I'm really going to be wronged. Sean Lowell's pants are so tiny, merging the two legs into one wouldn't fit me, right?" Gordon Sterling also didn't want Elder Ford to worry about Sean Lowell while still in the country.
"Little apprentice, don't forget, your master has eyes in Scotland." Elder Ford's worries weren't without reason.
"How could I forget? You even arranged for where we're staying. Rest assured, Elder Ford, with me as the manager, there's absolutely no chance your little, little, little, little, little apprentice will encounter any minor, minor, minor, minor, minor issues."
Gordon Sterling was fully confident, without considering issues like "paying taxes" or anything similar.
Sean Lowell chimed in, "I was on a long flight yesterday, so I just wanted to sleep and didn't feel like eating. Now I'm hungry, so of course I'm eating. If you're worried, I can have Gordon take a picture and send it to you."
