The garage didn’t look particularly special. It was a tiny thing tucked into the middle of a long road and it looked so old that could have been built when the town had first popped up. It smelled the way all garages did; greasy and metallic with an irony taste that caught her tongue when she breathed. It was a well-used place and clearly a well-loved little dinosaur that people kept coming back to according to the reviews she’d seen on the internet.

She wandered around to the open garage floor and eyed the rear-end of a pick-up that was inside. It too looked old and dusty, well loved and like an old family car. She glanced back to her shiny new car from Fallon and wondered whether it looked out of place. Perhaps her character should be a rich kid driving daddy’s new car. That sounded like fun, she hadn’t played a spoiled brat in a while.

She heard footsteps and the bright, warm voice of a man and looked to see just that. A bright and warm-looking man made his way over, elderly eyes sparkling behind the aged folds of skin and a friendly smile to match it. She smiled back at him - contagion unavoidable - and slipped her hands into her back pockets. “Good morning, sir. Can you look at my car today? The service light flashed up last night, I don’t know much about cars, so I figured I should ask a professional.” She rubbed the back of her head. It was a lie - she knew a lot about cars and had been around many people that had fixed hers before. She didn’t have the tools for this though, nor the devices to tell her what was making the car so unhappy.

“I drove a long way yesterday, maybe it’s overheated or it’s low on engine oil or something.. I don’t really know, would you be able to take a look today?” She asked again. She had briefly considered letting her German accent bleed through to make her feel more helpless, foreign and clueless, but she decided against it. Her carefully controlled American accent suited her more and she had it down to a fine art. She only slipped up on the occasional v or w, and the odd elongated o. She was proud of her accents, if she did say so herself.