[ It's a loud enough bang to absolutely draw his attention, and he's too damn curious for his own good. Can't just walk on by. Following the source of the sound leads him close to the park, and...one hell of a sight. ]

...The fuck? Buddy, are you seriously...making a surfboard with a bunch of fucking magic knives?

And if you are - you take commissions?

[ Seriously, what's with the knives, though? ]