They... want to pay me? Milo texted back, knowing he wouldn't get a response yet, but being stunned by that message.
After the twins left, Dark stepped outside to his shed to finish up one of his projects. It didn't take very long, because the last time he worked he was near to completing it, and then, satisfied, he cut a length of ribbon to tie around it. For a few moments, he considered adding a note but ultimately decided against it. Then he walked over to Lex's house and propped the skateboard he had spent his time making for Toby. It'd never replace the one he went all the way to Florida to win, but when the whole incident occurred, he had decided the kid, or technically adult, now, deserved something nice. The skateboard was fairly standard but he painted the bottom (and sealed it, of course---plenty of skateboards he had seen had images on the base). Really, there wasn't much he knew about Toby besides his love of skateboarding, but it was clear by the designs on his skin, he knew how to make cool art, so he just made the bottom look cool and hoped it was sufficient.
After setting it there, he didn't knock on the door or anything, not really wanting notoriety or praise. It was a safe enough neighborhood he didn't need to worry about it getting stolen, Lex or Toby would find it eventually, so after placing it down, he walked home to rejoin his wife.