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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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[synanthrope]

Hello, Mr. Leon.

[beyourarmy]

I don't care about drugs anyway. I just want some booze.

[saidrepent]

[Well.]

Ms. Wallace.

[synanthrope]

Saya. You can call me Saya.

[saidrepent]

Just don't be on the road when you get some.

[saidrepent]

Saya.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

[synanthrope]

Curiosity.

Blame the curse.

[beyourarmy]

On the road? I don't normally walk ON the streets, but sure, I'll look out for that.

[saidrepent]

I'm sure the curse is to blame for plenty of things.

[saidrepent]

[Is this kid being deliberately obtuse?] You know what I mean.

[synanthrope]

Do you really like cars?

[saidrepent]

[There's a pause.]

I have an appreciation for them.

[beyourarmy]

[Unfortunately, no, it's not deliberate.]

No, I don't.

[...wait! He's got it!] If you mean driving? I can't drive. No license. I walk everywhere.

[synanthrope]

Does that include an appreciation for how they work?

[saidrepent]

Yes, that would be what I meant.

[He'd add a "good" or even a "keep it that way," but that seems unnecessarily harsh.]

[saidrepent]

To an extent, sure. [Where is she going with this?]

[beyourarmy]

Then that's not going to be a problem!

[synanthrope]

Can you repair them?

[saidrepent]

Good. [A pause.] Make sure it stays that way.

[saidrepent]

Not particularly, no. My skill set lies in a different field.

[synanthrope]

Shame.

[saidrepent]

Why is that?

[synanthrope]

I need a new mechanic.

[saidrepent]

What happened to the old mechanic?

[synanthrope]

He went home.