A few grunts could be heard from underneath Jack's latest mechanical project: a Nissan Skyline; probably his proudest work yet. He was layed flat underneath the car, in the midst of his repair before hearing a knock against his garage door. He rolled out from underneath the car, raising a brow as he looked to the direction of then noise. There he saw you, his lips parting into a coy smile.

“Hey,” He said in a gentle tone, getting up from the floor and dusting his overalls off, “Can I help you?” He asked.