"I think I can recreate all the creatures in the pet store." He told her as he put the bird food into the back of the car. Once the items where in the car he climbed into the passenger seat. He could hardly wait to get back to her place. His hands itched to get his hands on his tools. He wondered who he needed to talk about selling his sculptures. He was eager to make his mark on her world. He was ready to find his place on his new home.