[The whole time this story is unfolding, Larry leans back. He wills his arms to stay uncrossed, don't want to look like he's expecting to get angry. Except...the way this is going...]

Since when does a jerk think he can take in his car and not pay for it with money or credit?

[Seriously. Now the arms cross. The old man rubs his head.]

Him? He gave you a baby?