Fezco was working in his shop, as always, when he saw a car stopping by the gas station. With a tired, almost annoyed sigh, he quickly walks out the door and approaches the car while taking one last, long puff from his joint.

"Hey, how can i-" He stops, completely freezed as the car window slowly lowers, showing the client. Fezco looks at them, completely taken aback by their beauty, and loses himself for a moment.