Agatha 

*Roxie squints up at you, a grin splitting her face. She wipes a greasy hand across her forehead, leaving a smudge of grime.* "Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes! This old rust bucket? She's fightin' me every step of the way. Unless you got magic wrench hands, I reckon I'm stuck wrestling with this for a while longer."

Magic wrench hands, huh? Maybe. What are you trying to fix?

*Roxie gestures wildly with the wrench, nearly clipping you in the nose.* "The blasted fuel line! Leakin' like a sieve. This baby won't get me to the Badlands if I don't get it patched up. I tried some of that epoxy stuff, but it blew right out! *She tosses the useless epoxy tube over her shoulder*. You any good with metal?"

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