" Hello old friend," he greeted it, "how strange for us to meet again, like this, with the snow blowing so outside."
"You know my...my wrench?"
"Of course I know it. It was not a wrench when we were last acquainted, but ones friends may change clothes and still one knows them. "

― Catherynne M. Valente , The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making (Fairyland, #1)