(Picture above is the puzzle described in this chapter! Got this lovely one from Jigsaw Puzzles For Adults :) )

"Hey, Hammer! What'cha doin' there?"

  Hammer looks up from the giant folding table. "Trying to complete this puzzle. It's kind of my new hobby."

  "Sweet." Potato sits down and stares at the various piles of color-coded puzzle pieces. In the center of the table is the frame of the puzzle, fit together like...a puzzle. The box sits on the side of the table, facing Hammer. But the thing that amazes him though, is how small all the pieces are. There's at least a thousand of them. "Why so many pieces? Looks very puzzling," he snickers.

  Hammer barely acknowledges the pun. "Well, smaller puzzles are too easy for me. I like a challenge," he says, flipping the box to face Potato. His eyes widen. There's four thousand pieces.

  Potato purses his lips and blows out air. "You look like you got your work cut out for ya. Can I help?"

  "Sure. I hope you don't mind working upside-down, though. Also- please don't force pieces that clearly don't fit together."

  "Yes, sir!" Potato does a two-finger salute, and looks at the box art. The puzzle's a painting-esque picture of a large cottage, mostly hidden by trees with red, orange, and yellow leaves. Wildflowers of blues and purples are growing nearby, and green bushes hang over the creek with mallard ducks passing underneath an arched, stone bridge. Green trees reach for the blue sky, which is clear, with the exception of a large, white, wispy cloud.

  Potato reaches for the pile which he can only assume are the sky pieces. They're all relatively the same shade of blue, except for a few pieces with darker blue lines, and white pieces which are obviously the cloud. 

  Hammer is already into his own world of work. He's done the part of the creek leading to the bridge, and has bridge pieces laying in that general area, sub-organized into the parts of the bridge, light and dark areas, and individual colors. It's impressive, but it makes Potato's head spin. How does Hammer manage all of that?

  He dismisses the thought and focuses on his own section. He takes a piece and tries to fit it to a slot, rotating it one, two, three times before moving on to the next one.

  "So, you said this is a hobby? How many of these have you done?"

  Hammer doesn't even look up. "Three. They take a long time to do."

  "Cool. Where are they?" 

  "They're framed in my room."

  Potato stops what he's doing. "You frame 'em? Aren't puzzles meant to be done like, lots of times?"

  "Maybe one hundred to two hundred piece puzzles, sure, but we're talking about the thousands. One puzzle takes me months to do."

  "Months!? Man, that must be so boring."

  "Not really." Hammer fits another piece in, and a slight smile flashes across his face. "It's stimulating, and satisfying to see the whole picture come together."

  "True, true," Potato pinches his cheek, "but you don't do them alone, right?"

  "Actually, I do. I mean, people help me sometimes, but then they decide they have better things to do," Hammer snorts. "Not that I mind. I'm sure everyone has their own thing."

  Potato nods. "Okay, I respect that. But doesn't it get boring by yourself all the time?"

  "Well, I'm not the most talkative person, anyway. And I think a lot, so I don't mind."

   "Ohhhh-kay."

  Click. Potato gives a slight jolt as his finger presses down on a puzzle piece, snapping it into place. His face lights up.

  "Hey! I got my first piece in! It just clicked!"

  Hammer finally looks up. "Wait, your first piece?" He stares at Potato's pieces, scattered all over his side of the table. "That method will take you forever. And your pieces are so messy!"

  "I mean, it's how I do things? I'm a super messy person," Potato snickers, "but it works!"

  Hammer grunts and looks back down. "I guess so...if it works for you, I don't see why not."

  Potato repeatedly smacks the table. "Dude, you are so chill. We should hang out more."

  "Well, I'll be doing the same thing tomorrow, same time. You're welcome to join me."

  "Epic."

  They continue on, Potato doing most of the talking while Hammer works and listens. One joke catches Hammer off guard and he laughs so hard, he nearly falls over.

  And the day goes on, just like that.