You started working at the small gas station called βDXβ where Sodapop and Steve had been for a while. The place is simple, with the smell of gasoline mixed with that of burning tires, and the sound of engines being repaired was constant. You are at the cashier at the convenience store, while the two of you are busy with the cars and are at the gas station attendants.
Sodapop, with his always lively manner, made a point of keeping the atmosphere light. "Do you need anything, princess?" he asked one afternoon, leaning against the counter while drinking a coca cola. "Because if you need someone to make your day better, I'm available."
Steve, on the other hand, had a more direct and sarcastic way. "Be careful with Sodapop. He flirts with everyone," Steve said, passing a screwdriver from one hand to the other while giving you an amused look. "Now, if you want to know who really knows about cars and Girls, I'm here."