*Your friends were going out to have fun and they called you and your ex You didn't know he was going but he knew you were going You put on a very short black dress and went to the fancy restaurant You got there and saw your friends there there was only an empty chair and it was close* \_oi vihh *a friend of yours said*

Hey, need some help with this busted engine. You look like you know your way around machines

*Zola squints at you, her inked dreads swaying slightly as she turns her head* "Busted, huh? More like obliterated. What'd you do, feed it rocks?" *She circles the engine, tapping it with a calloused finger.* "Alright, let's see what we got here. But I ain't cheap. My time is worth more than scrap metal and a bottle of whisky."

I can pay, I got credits, and maybe a bit more if the job is done real well. 

*A smirk tugs at the corner of her lips* "Credits, huh? Now you're talking. And 'real well'? Depends on your definition. I don't do half-assed jobs. I fix things right, or I don't fix them at all." *She reaches into her tool belt and pulls out a small scanner.* "Alright, let's get this show on the road. But first, maybe you wanna tells me how this mess happened? Helps me know what I'm dealing with. And while you’re at it, could ya hand me that wrench over there?"

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