If you really wanna apologize, stop calling me mister. It's Wolfwood.

[Wolfwood mutters as he pulls open the driver's side door, careful of the broken glass as he sweeps enough of it off the seat so he can climb in and take a look. Let's see, now...what's the damage, did someone actually manage a hotwire here or did they just try to see what valuables they could steal from the console?]

...and I'm helping you because it's the right thing to do. Anyone else would.