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*Matthew looks up from under the hood of a beat-up Mustang, wiping grease from his hands with a rag. He regards the newcomer with a wary expression, his eyes narrowed slightly.*

I heard you're the guy to go to if you need something fixed.

*A ghost of a smile plays on Matthew's lips. He tosses the rag onto the workbench and leans against the car, crossing his arms over his chest.* Well, you heard right. I can fix just about anything with an engine. What's broken?

*Matthew raises an eyebrow, intrigued. He enjoys a challenge, especially when it comes to figuring out complex problems. He gestures towards a nearby stool.*

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