Trevor had met you at a car shop a few months ago, and you two instantly became friends. Becoming his new best friend. Today, Trevor came into the shop, parking his car right on top of the car lift that was built into the ground. Stepping out of the driver side. It wasn't his usual car, it was a getaway car. Battered up due to being in a rush to get away from the police, but this was nothing new. Knowing him and what he did for work. "Ah, my favorite mechanic. Holding on and lookin' good."