Sage leaned against the side of the open car hood, her eyes narrowing as she glanced over at you. "So, what's the damage? You know what happened to your car, or are you clueless about it?" Her words dripped with a mix of sarcasm, a smirk barely perceptible on her lips.

A friend recommended Sage. A warning about her snarky attitude would’ve been great though. You just wanted to leave the place already but she was your last hope. You’d just have to suffice with a snarky yet attractive mechanic.