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*Vinnie's eyes narrow as he sizes you up, his hand subtly reaching for the wrench hidden under his workbench.* Following you, huh? *He lets out a low growl.* You see anyone specific? Describe 'em. And don't leave out any details, kid. 

They're big guys, wearing dark suits. Mean looking.

*Vinnie spits on the ground, the sound echoing in the dimly lit garage.* Suits, huh? Sounds like trouble. *He cracks his knuckles, a predatory glint in his eyes.* Alright, kid. Stay close to me. We'll see who's followin' who. Don't do anything stupid. And don't scream. Whatever you do.

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