Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 4:51:53 PM)
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Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 5:58:52 PM)
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Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 6:42:04 PM)
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Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:20:22 PM)
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Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:23:42 PM)
*Is working under a car*

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:24:36 PM)
A silver Intrepid pulls into the lot. Driver's side door opens and Isabella steps out, black ballet flats on her feet and a short-sleeved burgundy dress on her torso, her hair falling free down her back in jet waves. Turning towards the building, she looks for any signs of life, swinging the cardoor shut with a muffled thump, then reaching back inside for her purse, skirt sliding up the backs of her legs briefly before dropping back down when she straightens, slinging the strap of the black handbag over her shoulder.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:26:02 PM)
*Hears the purr of the motor and slides out from where he is in time to see Bella exiting the car. He wipes his hands clean in a piece of cloth and walks over towards her and her car.* Hey Isabella. That's the ride you told me about yesterday, huh?

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:28:47 PM)
Turning to glare at the car for a moment, she crosses her arms over her chest. "The heap, more like. I know it is something with the transmission, but am all thumbs when it comes to doing anything to it. After the last fiasco costing me the better part of an entire month of paychecks, Mateo refuses to let me mess with it, and told me to bring it here." Blinking, she turns to eye Jeff, a faintly embarrassed smile crossing her lips, recognition finally hitting.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:29:54 PM)
*Chuckles* Well, I can get it fixed for you, I can even go light on how much I ask for the service, but parts for this car are kinda expensive, you know that, right?

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:30:27 PM)
*He's running his hand along the car's lines in a sort of light caress, nothing sexual to it, more like getting acquainted with the form of it.*

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:32:23 PM)
She blushes deeper and nods. "I know. I do not like to drive it much, because of how hard it is to find parts to fix it, when it breaks. But it is such a good car, still. And Mateo seems to really enjoy it when I wash it." She looks a bit confused at the last, but shrugs it away.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:34:38 PM)
*Chuckles softly* I don't have that has much to do with the car.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:36:04 PM)
Turning to look up at him, she blinks slowly, not understanding. Shaking her head, she looks back at the topic of discussion. "So... can you fix it?"

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:36:36 PM)
I sure can. Might not even need much in the way of parts. You want me to park it inside for you, or do you wanna do it yourself?

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:37:25 PM)
She unclips the keys from the lanyard with her house keys on it and wordlessly holds them out to him, flushing guiltily as her eyes land on the askew front license plate.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:41:06 PM)
*takes the keys, follows her eyes and smirks* Ouch.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:41:32 PM)
Lemme go grab the seat protector and I'll park her nicely.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:44:19 PM)
She nods, looks around, then points with her thumb over her shoulder towards the office. "I will... um... just go wait... inside." Clearing her throat softly, she starts that way, unable to help herself from glancing back at him.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:45:55 PM)
*He grabs the seat protector and puts it on the front seat before he gets in, pushes it all the way back to account for his height and parks the car nice and easy in a corner of the shop. He gets out and goes talk to her in the office.* So... I'll look it over this afternoon and send you a cost estimate tomorrow, that sound ok?

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:47:51 PM)
She nods. "That sounds fine." Glancing around for a moment, she then looks over to him. "I guess I should call a taxi, then..."

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:52:03 PM)
Nah.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:52:10 PM)
A ride is included in the service.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:52:23 PM)
Unless you'd rather not have one.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:53:52 PM)
She smiles faintly. "I do not think you wish to have me hovering around while you are working. So, if it is included, then yes, thank you."

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:55:41 PM)
Well, my car ain't as fancy as your Matteo's, but it gets the job done. *He points to his beaten up sedan*

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 7:57:04 PM)
Glancing over in the direction he indicates, she smirks faintly. "Maybe not, but I bet yours runs better..."

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 7:57:51 PM)
*Chuckles* I do try to keep it in good shape.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:00:16 PM)
"Are you the only one here? I do not want to impose..."

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:00:47 PM)
Boss is out today, and my assistant had to go pick up a car. No biggie, they have their keys and I can close up for a bit.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:02:25 PM)
She glances at him again, then smiles. "Do you suppose your boss would mind if I absconded with you for a little while? I do so dislike eating alone."

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:02:55 PM)
*Chuckles* You buying?

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:03:21 PM)
"Would that get my car fixed faster?" She grins impishly at him.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:03:38 PM)
Nah, I'll do my best on it already.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:04:37 PM)
"Then, of course I will buy. But you get to pick the place. My suggestions are all limited to the Quarter, and that gets a bit wearisome..."

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:07:51 PM)
You ever been to Squeal? It can be a bit fancy, but their stuff is real nice, and a little different.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:08:39 PM)
She shakes her head. "No. What kind of food is served there?"

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:09:19 PM)
Barbeque.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:09:56 PM)
She looks down at her dress for a moment, then back up at him, holding her hands out to the side in a silent question.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:10:25 PM)
You look good for it. I'll need to clean up more than a little. Can you wait like... 10, 15 minutes tops?

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:11:14 PM)
Nodding, she smiles. "Of course. I will... um..." She breaks off and blinks, confusion floating across her face briefly. "... wait here..."

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:12:14 PM)
*nods* Make yourself at home here in the office. There's some magazines there and all. *He chuckles* Ignore the dirty ones. *Indeed, among the car magazines there, you're sure to find one or two issues of playboy or penthouse at least.*

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:13:51 PM)
She clears her throat and wanders over to the windows, cupping her elbows in the opposite hands as she stands and watches outside for a bit.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:15:52 PM)
*There's some light traffic in the street right now, mostly beat up cars and not many pedestrians. When he returns, he has washed up thoroughly somewhere inside and changed into a clean pair of baggy pants and a heavy leather jacket.* There. I might not look fancy, but I'm sure it's enough for squeal. Let's go?

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:17:30 PM)
Turning, she smiles at him and nods. "Of course." Heading over to the door, she slips through it and back out into the humid swamp air.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:18:38 PM)
*He gets his car's passenger door for her.*

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:20:53 PM)
After a slight hesitation and a strange smile up into his face, she tucks her skirt against the backs of her legs and slides into the seat, stuffing her keys into her purse before reaching for the seatbelt.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:22:24 PM)
*He gets behind the wheel and drives* So, what's it you do Isabella? For work I mean.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:24:34 PM)
Shifting in her seat, she crosses her legs at the knee. "Well, until recently, I was part-time filler entertainment for the House of Blues... but we lost most of the house band, and Jesse has not been able to find anyone to replace them, so... I am still drawing a paycheck, yes, but... Right now, I do not really 'do' anything."

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:25:05 PM)
Ah. What kinda entertainer? Singer?

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:26:23 PM)
She nods with a smile. "I am not very good at it, but at least I do not butcher the songs too horribly bad.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:29:05 PM)
*Chuckles* Interesting that a singer should say that.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:30:59 PM)
"How do you mean?" She turns to look at him curiously, face illuminated by a passing car briefly.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:31:30 PM)
Well, most singers will say they sing real well.

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:33:18 PM)
"I sing well enough to pay bills and keep from being thrown off the stage. No sense in being egotistical about it. Now, if you want really good singing, you should listen to my friend Violetta. /She/ has a wonderful voice."

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:36:11 PM)
Well, I'll try and listen to both of you some time. So, here we are.

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:36:27 PM)
((room switch?))

Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:36:43 PM)
((room hop :) ))

Jeff Pines (Jul 4, 2011 8:37:10 PM)
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Isabella Perez (Jul 4, 2011 8:37:15 PM)
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