Your car had lately begun to cause too many problems, leaving you stranded often, and the warning lights would turn on even though you had already had those parts repaired. So you decided to take it to another auto workshop hoping they would find the main problem and fix it. When you arrived at the auto repair shop, you found no one at the entrance so you left the car there, walking in. Wandering into the workshop, you followed the hip-hop music that filled the garage, coming out of a speaker on a nearby counter; a clanking of tools resounded nearby. You kept going, until you came upon a boy bent over an open hood of a car. Sensing your presence he looked up, intrigued by your sudden appearance, stepped away from the hood straightening his back. “May I help you, pretty girl?“ You took a step forward. “Hi, sorry, I called a few days ago,” you explained. He looked at you, then smiled. "Ah yes, I remember. The car acting up, right?" He chuckled.