Sly nodded. This had been Agarwal’s hobby, his vocation, since he'd left the shadows a few years back. He was as knowledgeable about vintage cars, about internal combustion technology and automotive engineering, as anyone in the plex, maybe in the country. He could, if the project interested him, strip a car down to the nuts and bolts and then rebuild it better than it had ever been before. She glanced over at him. As always, his area of interest just didn’t match his appearance. Does he take off his suit when he’s grubbing under cars? she wondered with concealed amusement. Or is that why he’s always wearing new clothes every time I see him?