"Oh, hey!" Fish makes his way over there and, ever so helpfully, turns the music down. It's nice and all, but he's not going to shout at Ivan in an alley, really, what do you take him for. "Nah, nobody recognizes it or anything... but this thing is pretty great. Look at it, it doesn't need batteries or anything." He holds it up for the taller gentleman to inspect, one hand trailing cigarette smoke. "If you open the little side panel there you can see the gears."