"You know what I say; travel light, carry a big stick," Little John said, buckling up. Most of his stuff was already at Elaine's place, the boxes were odds and ends of things she didn't already own (like a spud wrench.) He grinned back at Will's grin, as Much yelled "John, you cockhead!"
He ripped the sliding door open again and climbed into the back behind Will and John. "That was cheap. And also this is the weirdest bloody pillow I've ever seen. It's heavy."
"It's bamboo, good for the neck," Little John explained, as Much tested the weight of the pillow then swung it around to wallop Will in the shoulder, payback for grinding the gears.