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[saidrepent]

[Before he actually speaks, Raymond opens with a long-suffering sigh.]

To any of you out there who are still underage after this weekend... Don't do drugs.

Seriously, just don't.

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[orangetoughguy]

Well you know I'm a mechanic so if you need the thing checked if you can get it in you know where to go.

[He might just be sort of hinting at begging for a spin.]

[saidrepent]

You'll be the first I call.

[And that reminds him...]

Do you know a Saya Wallace?

[orangetoughguy]

[AWESOME. Oh wait that name makes him return to serious business.]

Yeah. What about her?

[saidrepent]

She was asking me about cars earlier. [A pause.] I think she was going to offer me a job.

[orangetoughguy]

You thinking about taking it?

[saidrepent]

I'm not cut out to be a mechanic.

Besides, the job I've got pays well enough as it is. [And he isn't inclined to leave it even if that weren't the case.]

[orangetoughguy]

Right. So what do you wanna know about her?

[Suspicion.]

[saidrepent]

[Again, he shrugs.]

Is there anything I should know about her?

[orangetoughguy]

[Yes.]

She hates loud noises and looking tacky.

[saidrepent]

[Raymond quirks an eyebrow. How informative.]

I'll keep that in mind.