Keith: Hey new Kid, you ready for some training?
Kid: Sure, I guess.
Kid: All I ask is that you try not to kill me.
Keith: Ha ha! The Boss don't pay me kill kids, he pays me to train 'em!
Keith smacks the Kid playfully on back, sends him sprawling.
Keith: (surprised look) Hey, you're pretty light.
Kid: (from floor) I've got a sneaking suspicion that most things are to you.