"Oh right, you must be that Tophat the doodle-man Joe was talking about."
Reginald took Tophat and said to Michael in a sarcastic tone, "Aww, and I thought we were friends. Now leave me be, I must have peace!"
Reginald headed off into the plane's cargo bay and pulled various pieces of cloth, needles and thread from his backpack. He set about finding the right texture of cloth to best match up with the material Tophat was made from. Then he used the cloth and other tools to patch the holes in Tophat. Holding up Tophat he admired his work. "Well, you aren't good as new, but I did the best I could and you're going to be fine little fella."