[Center][color=9e0b0f][b][u]January 1st, 8:05 AM (Central Standard Time)
Outlaws Supernatural Consultative Services, Hub City[/u][/b][/color]
[sup]Interacting with [@Simple Unicycle][/sup][/center]

Leo rolled out from underneath the car, welding torch in hand, sitting up and flipping open his Welding Mask. Aside from the welding mask and gloves, was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt, cargo pants, and athletes shoes (his normal attire). He'd been working on The Highwayman today since 6 AM, a substantial process in and of itself. The car was little more than scrap in it's current state, and the restoration will take time.

[color=9e0b0f][b]"Hey. I was listening to that, you know."[/b][/color]

He set down the torch and mask, getting up and walking to the fridge. He grabbed a coke and took a seat next to his friend, cracking open the cold one with the coffee table and taking a sip.

[color=9e0b0f][b]"And you know that these aren't the kind of monsters we're in the market for. Besides, 20$ a ticket? Do [i]you[/i] got that kind of cash to spare?"[/b][/color]