You say that like I listen to anything Greenie has to say. [Sorry Henry. Jacob grins like he's proud of that fact, taking one long look at the desk and the safe behind it. He stops at the train, his grin only growing wider once he recognizes it for what it is. How cute...]

I think I'll pass. [He takes to adjusting his hat, nodding towards it.] That's not one of mine. Did you get a replica of your own train?