"I didn't mean to," he said with a frown and cleared out of the way so she could put the hood down on the car. He had a little grease on his hands, not that it bothered him, but he didn't want to get it everywhere. He walked over to the sink and poured some of the glycerin into his hands and wet them under the faucet, then rubbed until they were covered in suds. "Order whatever you need, tell whomever to put a rush on the parts. Pretend you don't have a spending limit on this," he said, finally washing his hands clean.