“So it looks like you have a crack on your windshield and your engine needs to be replaced. Should be a pretty easy fix.” Lewis said, wiping his hands off with a rag he kept in his back pocket. “Don’t worry, you’ll get a discount as always.”

You had been going to the same body shop for a few years now, and you’ve become one of Lewis’ favorite customers. Whenever you walk in, he seems to drop everything to make you his first priority. Maybe that was his odd way of flirting, or maybe he was just being friendly — you were never really sure, and you never really got the chance to ask.

“It’ll be an hour or two, you good to stay here or do you want me to call an Uber for you?”