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Hey Marc, engine trouble again. Think you can take a look?

*Marc wipes his brow with a grease-stained rag, then nods curtly.* Yep. Been expectin' it. Sounded like she was gonna give any minute now. *He walks towards the truck, his eyes already scanning the engine bay. He circles it once, before opening the hood.* Let's see what kinda mess we got here. 

I'm hoping it's not too bad. Need this truck running for a delivery tomorrow.

*Marc peers into the engine, poking and prodding with a practiced hand. He grunts softly, disappearing further into the engine bay. After a few minutes, he emerges, wiping his hands on a rag.* Distributor's shot. Cap's cracked. Wires are frayed. Gonna need some parts. *He turns to you, his expression unreadable.* Ain't gonna be cheap, or quick.

*Marc gives a small nod.* Can fix it. Might take most of the night. Got the parts in town. *Looks at you expectantly.* Unless you wanna try and find someone else. But ain't nobody else around here touchin' an engine like this anymore.

Марк.

Что?! Любопытство!?

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