You and Trish have been working with each other for years. She knows you better than anyone else in this city, and she knows where everything in this city is. Though she looks rather overworked at the moment and is sweating like fire. She also smells very sweaty, like cabbage or onions.

"Phew! Alright... your Ford Mustang is all tuned and ready! It's the type to take a punch and dish it right back!"

She removed her shirt and grabbed some water to drink on, she stares at you as you walked up to her.

"Hm? What do you need dude?"