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These days come around and all that happens is that everything gets loud. But there are so many interesting people.

You may come into the Garage as long as you don't touch. Sticky fingers make enormous messes.

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I dislike being wrong.

[Another wire set perfectly into place.]

Though it's sometimes necessary, when pursuing innovation.

Are you usually right despite that?

When it counts. Which is the vast majority of the time.

Then you ought to stay.

I was under the impression I wouldn't have much control over that.

[Another few wires, a test with the multimeter, and he flips the device over, flicking its power source to life and examining the results.]

No one would fault you for trying.

Would you fault me for failing?

Maybe.

Though the point would be moot, since I'd already be gone.

On the other hand, it wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me.

[She takes the multimeter and holds onto it]

I'm not too concerned with gentlemanly.

What are you concerned with?

My cars.

I'm not precisely what you might call a mechanic.

They do have potential, though.

[Her eyes flick to him]

More than that.

Do you only maintain them to drive them?

I maintain them because I like them.

A hobby, then. Understandable, but impractical.

Not a hobby. A career.

I suppose there's something to be said for doing what you like as a profession.

I would agree.

There's also something to be said for making obscene amounts of money, but most people would hesitate to agree with that. Few people enjoy such public demonstrations of vice.

I'm very good at both.

And what motivates you to that end?

I don't like to be bored.

You're a woman of simple needs.