Susie, who had stopped laughing, stepped into the garage from Julie’s side. “Matt, leave him alone,” she said. “What he’s doing sounds really interesting.”
Matt looked at his friend, wide eyed, “Are you telling me that you understand what he’s saying?”
“Not entirely,” Susie replied, “but from what I did understand, I think it’s going to be cheaper than what we’re paying at the pump.” She looked at Andrew, “Is it for transportation use?”
“I’m not sure it can ever be used for cars,” Andrew started, “but who knows? Maybe someday, but, I have other plans in mind if, and I emphasize that word, if, I can ever even get it to work.” Andrew’s look went from exuberant to slightly downtrodden.
“You’ll figure it out,” Julie said, seeing his sudden mood change. “You just need to keep at it and give it time. You’ve already come up with some pretty cool ideas.”
“You’re wonderful,” Andrew said, “ but the truth is, I always come up with these things by accident. I don’t really think I know what I’m doing. Just gut instinct. Sometimes they work and sometimes they don’t. I wish I had more formal training in this stuff.”
“It doesn’t matter how you find them,” Matt said and clapped Andrew on the shoulder, “as long as you do. So, are you going to take a break with us and let all of those ideas ruminate over a few beers with some friends tonight? I’ll bet that Julie could use a night out.” Matt glanced at Julie, proud of his attempt, but saw Julie barely shaking her head and giving Matt a stern look.
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