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[center][h1][color=Orange]Bartholomew Whitlock[/color][/h1][/center]
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Going through the latest news and checking the weather, Tholo hadn't noticed the other patrons point towards him when some unlucky fellow asked about a mechanic. Normally he had no need to be alert at Coffee Central, most who entered the shop he considered harmless or at least not trying to kill him. That was why he was somewhat surprised by the sudden voice asking if he was a mechanic. He looked up from his paper to see a younger man, who had stated his name was Dimitri. Tholo didn't think he knew him, or at least had never seen him around town. Of course Tholo did spend most of his time either at home or the shop for the past several years, which only help remind him that he needed to get out more, at least after the festival was over and work on his social skills.

"Yeah, what of it?" Tholo asked gruffly, folding the paper and putting it down ",Car trouble?" He took a drink of his coffee as he waited for a response all the while on alert. While he didn't think that Dimitri was a shifter, he didn't want to take chances, he had underestimated shifters before with varying results and had learned it was best to always be on alert until he knew he could trust the other party.

"Bartholomew by the way, Tholo for short," he added as an afterthought about how his previous gruff demeanor might give the wrong impression. The day before the night of the full moon didn't help with his emotions and normally made him irritable at just about everything and he had to constantly remind himself that no one was trying to pick a fight when they talked to him.