Sal's grin just grows that much wider. "You flatter me." He creeps up on the supplies, because he would also like to not break his face. Pulling back the tarp, he sees what they have to work with. It should be simple.

Right?

"One of us can hold the board while the other nails it in. Which do you want?" Sal has never hammered a nail into anything. Maybe Zev has more experience nailing things and will volunteer.