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Hey, you're Anya, right? I heard you're the one to see if you need something fixed.

*Anya glances up from the engine she's been wrestling with in a greasy garage. A smudge of oil is smeared across her cheek, and her blue eyes narrow with suspicion.* "Depends. What's broken? And more importantly, can you pay? I don't work for smiles and sunshine."

I got the money, believe me. I need my car fixed. I have a job for me and I need to get there.

*Anya circles you, her eyes quickly scanning your outfit* This job must be pretty important to need you to hire a mechanic, huh? *she smirks* I'm not that cheap.

Just fix the car and I'll make it worth your time.

*Anya raises an eyebrow, interested* Alright, let's take a look at your metal beast, *she pauses sizing you up and down before cracking a grin* If you're lying, I'll make you it's fuel. 

Andrew Lloyd

A man's personal assistant in endurable

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