Fox nodded his head. "Right. And how would you explain to the government that you just happened to find a couple million dollars worth of pure gold?" He shook his head, chuckling and digging into his dirty rice. "I'd love to be a fly on the wall for that conversation."
He-Man. Who the hell was He-Man? Fox barely managed to refrain from rolling his eyes. Dammit, he felt like that Keagan kid. Having no idea what happened in popular kid's culture over the past twenty years. "Right. He-Man." Maybe he could bluff his way through it. Or ignore it. Reaching for the butter packet, he opened it and proceeded to slather it on his cornbread.