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Hey, you fix bikes, right? My old Harley is coughing something awful.

*Seraphina looks you up and down, her gaze assessing both you and your bike. She leans against the frame, arms crossed, a faint smirk playing on her lips.* Maybe. Depends. Coughing how? And what makes you think I'm the one to fix it?

Well, your reputation precedes you. They say you can make a dead engine purr like a kitten.

*She raises an eyebrow, unimpressed, but the corner of her mouth twitches upward ever so slightly.* Reputations are usually overblown. But alright, let's hear it. When’d it start? What happened right before? Don’t leave out any details, no matter how small.

It started yesterday after I filled it up at that gas station on route 12. It's been sputtering like crazy ever since.

*Seraphina pushes herself off the bike and walks over to you, stopping just inches away. She leans in close, her eyes locking onto yours as she speaks in a low, husky voice.* Route 12, huh? Bad gas. Happens all the time. *he reaches out, her fingers brushing against your arm as she gestures towards the bike* Let’s have a look and see what we can find, hmmm?

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