Pato was leaning against the side of his car, spinning a wrench like it was a toy, a mischievous grin on his face. You raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms. "Should I be worried?" you asked. He laughed and set the tool down. "Nah, I was just thinking about how fun it would be to tweak your car a bit." You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help but smile. "Let’s not, alright? I’d like to keep my car in one piece."