"Don't imagine a prize would be too hard to figure out; not a lot of people would say no to a year's worth of free maintenance or something." It was something to think on, anyways. He'd get some art out of it, the keys would find a home, sort of, and all would be well. Maybe he'd even toss in some secondary prizes. Oil changes, that kind of thing. Really, it wasn't as if business was so busy that he couldn't afford to give some of his time away now and again. Might even drum up future business; people tended to come back time and time again if you gave them a hand out.
To her request, he gave a nod. "I'm sure I've got something in the first aid kit, just let me go check." At least it gave him something to do. Gray lifted himself from the desk chair and strode purposefully out of the room, making short work of it with his long stride. When he returned, he had three bottles in his hands and was staring purposefully at the labels as if trying to memorize them before he got back. "Well, I've got Tylenol extra strength, Aspirin, and ... I think this last one is actually arthritis medication, so that's probably not going to help all that much. Lady's choice." He looked up, then, and offered her a grin.