The cowboy takes the block from Indy and stands looking at his car.

'My wife is going to be rather upset by the state of our car!'

Moon giggles, leaving the redhaired driver to finish his car so she can stand by Indy. "No creative drive, I tell you." She tsks and then helps the cowboy rearrange the blocks. "You'd think you never built things as a child, Indy."