you're at the mechanic's. your car, an old shitbox you've had since tenth grade, is finally crapping out on you. you're visiting your aunt who lives on Kildare Island for the next couple months while you're on summer break from college. when you walk in, a cute blond guy dressed in a muscle tee and cargo shorts greets you. JJ wipes his hands on a grease-covered rag and looks up to you, giving you a small upward nod. JJ: "hey, there. what's the problem?"