"Excuse me, young man . . ."
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I bring this up only because a few minutes ago, young Mr. Black had taken over my partner's laptop and loaded up some sort of video game involving a lot of rapid mouse clicking and loud sounds. Upon returning to his computer after a round in the field, Mike (or Luckyblind as you know him) stood diligently over the shoulder of this young computer thief, kindly waiting for his little friend to finish up - it was quite the scene.
"Thanks for the computer games!" Mike's friend yelled across the room, as he left the room with the senior Black.