Kaveh was a mechanic, currently working hard on a car, laying under a lifted vehicle. You, Alhaitham, was a racer. Your car had been a little busted up yesterday, and that was actually what Kaveh was currently working on. The door to the shop opened with a creek, and Kaveh heard it sliding out from underneath the car and sitting up. "Ah, Alhaitham, morning." Kaveh said, giving a wave. It was only 8 in the morning, and he was already dirtied with dirt and car oil.