Natassia pulled the GTR to a stop outside of the garage her gaze fixated on it, it looked even bigger now it was half empty then it did at the opening. With a smile she swept her hair over her shoulder, a soft smile playing across her lips as she stepped closer to the building, the air conditioning hit her, easily cooling her of from the hot air outside. With a breath she looked around, dark gaze trying to see who was there, she didn’t see Diablo, which was a good thing, nor did she actually see Brian which was a bad thing.

Licking her lips she eyed the people walking around before moving towards the big burly guy she had seen at the opening. “You got a moment” She questioned leaning against the counter as she eyed him, dark eyes sparkling and a soft smile tugging the corners of her lips.

Joker looked up from the magazine he was reading and let his combat boots drop off the desk he was behind, "Does it look like I don't have time?" He smiled warmly despite knowing the connection she had to his room mate, "What can I do you for?" He scooted forwards and propped his elbows on the desk letting his glasses slide across the wood while still dangling from his black wifebeater.

Natassia smiled widely over at the man in ffont of her, dark eyes sparkling as she lent against the counter. Licking her lips she shrugged “Just cus you don’t look busy don’t mean you aren’t” Heaving in a breath she looked him up and down, before pushing herself away from the counter.

“My GTR needs a once over” She licked her lips and ran a hand through her hair, normally of course she would have had one of her guys sort he rout, but the idea of running into Diablo was just to damn much, “Plus Jack mentioned something about a new intercooler” She shrugged her shoulders as she looked over at him.

"Simple job, drop the car off later around back. We can get it done by closing for two grand that includes a new intercooler or tomorrow by closing for half that depends on when you need it by and if we have anything else that comes up while we run the diagnostics on it. Would you like a DYMO test as well and see what she's putting out both before and after we get done?" Joker remained calm, buisiness was buisiness and he never double questioned a customer even if he did have his reserves about them. His hands swept over the keyboard and he quickly had information pulled up on her car, no racer was off the police's mainframe these days especially if car's like her's and his even were seen once the police would tag them for a BOLO.

Natassia nodded her head, “Sounds good to me” She stated with a smile, “I can leave her now if you want?” She rose a brow in his direction as she watched him move, dark eyes sparkling as she looked at him, she twisted around, leaning her back against the counter, her eyes sweeping across the garage.

“Looks like the opening did what you guys wanted, out on the street all you hear is this place” She looked over at her shoulder “When do you want payment”

"We do our best, I don't accept payments unil the job is done so whenever you come and pick it up, for some reason though I get the feeling you came here for another reason." Joker said as he lead the way through the shop to the rear, "Mind telling me the real reason why you came by?" He stopped in the back at their parking garage in an empty spot.

Natassia smiled, nodding her head “Alright” Licking her lips she followed after him, dark eyes wide as she kept looking around her “Am I that obvious” She questioned with a raised brow, laughing softly she smoothed a hand through dark locks of hair.

“Same reason I showed up at the opening, I was hoping to talk to Brian, about a business proposition” She stated with a small shrug of her shoulders, “I do car designs, paint, decals, custom kits” She looked over at him, “Looking to get into a place in LA, this place looks good as any, you bring in the kind’a business im looking for”

Joker held up his hand as if telling her to stop. "What about your issues with Diablo, you get under her skin and I don't need any problems out here. She was here first and I do decale designs as well, body kit's and paint job's are easy come easy go and I can get a guy with a paint gun down the street for a quick buck." His voice turned icey, she had enjoyed toying with Angel at the openining and he wasn't about to make a rash decision.

Natassia shook her head and let out a soft sigh, “What’s she been telling you, her problems are with my brother, not me” She stated softly her brow furrowed in confusion. “Look I get she doesn’t like me, I really do, but I’m not here to cause her, you or this business trouble” She shrugged her shoulders, one finger hooked in the loop of her jeans.

Licking her lips she eyed him with a soft smile, “At least take a look at my things”

"Yeah I can do that, do you have them with you right now or will you have to get them?" He crossed his arms and eyed her up and down, 'More eye candy wouldn't hurt at the very least,' He thought to himself keeping a stone solid face.

Natassia licked her lips, “One thing I learned from my father is always be prepared for business, there in my car, ill grab them” She stated, she stayed there for a moment longer, her gaze locked on his face as she slowly smiled at him before turning to retrieve her portfolio from the car.

She returned a moment later with the portfolio in hand, and she handed it over to him, “My more intricate works are at the front” She stated softly, brushing a hand through her long hair, reminding herself once more she was going to need a god damn hair cut. The folder showed her designs for paints and decals, some intricate, and some simple, yet effect designs, further on into the folder came her custom body kits, all created to fit around any car that was needed, this was what she lived for, knowing what a car needed to look good, and either finding it, or creating it.

"How fast are you?" He said walking as he looked at the designs and quickly brought up the service elevator that led to a subteranian garage. He stepped inside and motioned for her to follow before briging it down stairs. He flicked a few light switches on then brought out a gridded papper, "I need a custom body kit for a '69 Mustang Fastback with a forward swoop on the front skirt and a flat style rear skirt," He brought out a stop watch and pointed to the seat. "Go."

Normally she would have replied with some innuendo, but she doubted the man in front of her would have appreciated it to much. So instead she shrugged her shoulders, dark eyes watching him before following after him.

Licking her lips she moved over towards the seat, dark eyes locked in front of her, heaving in a breath she brought the car to the forefront of her mind, and with a small nod of her head, she got to work, her hand moved fluidly as she designed, keeping to the appearance that was the muscle car.

Once she was done she sat back, her dark gaze locked on him as she brushed a hand through her hair, “Obviously your not gonna want something to flash, you don’t want it sticking out like a sore thumb, but a little flare” Looking up at him she rose a brow, “If you want something a little more in ya face, I can simply change a couple things up”

He raised an eyebrow impressed with her time. "Not bad, you were right." He leaned over and looked at the detail while nodding his head. "Okay let me see a vented hood with a gap for a three point blower in a crate engine." He brought out another sheet and reset the timer. "Go." Regardless of his exterior motives he was at a blank for his next project might as well get a free show out of this, she was however doing great with the designs. Perfect technique and well timed, the designs were incredibly unique and had a great flare to them. He ran his hand over his chin and smiled. Maybe she had a spot in the place, he would have to talk to Brian and Diablo.

“Thanks” She stated before nodding her head, licking her lips she brought the image of the car back to the forefront of her mind and with another small nod of her head she got back to work, her hand gliding across the paper, gaze completely locked onto the paper in front of her. She had a feeling that the designs were a little personal for the guy so she decided to add a little flare she thought he’d like, he seemed to be a big guy, and a car like that.

Moving back she looked over at him, “So do I impress now” She questioned with a raised brow.

"Yes you do, I will talk to Brian and Angel about commisioning you for work. It will be on their heads but you did great and withen the time constraints I would work by. If we do you hire you it will be an out of home job for you because I don't want any fights starting between you and Angel. Those are the terms I will be setting before those two and the one's I will stand by. If you want the job that's the only offer I will give." He said sternly, it was strict but it was fair. She had gotten under Angel's skin and she had walked off with Jack practically wrapped around her finger, he'd seen this before and wasn't going to play her game. "As for your car bring it around back and leave the key's on the dash I will get to it after I get off the phone with Brian. Please leave your portfolio and the drawing's here so I can show them your work. You have my word that I will not plagerize or copy any of it." He said and walked back towards the elevator.

Natassia smiled, slowly nodding her head she wasnt to impressed with thefact it would get passed Angel first, but she wasnt to fussed, Joker seemed to be impressed with her work, which hopefully meant so would Brian. "Thank you, i have no problem with that" She stated with a smile, dark eyes sparkling as she followed after him.

She handed over her portfolio and smiled over at him, "I can honestly tell you im not here to cause trouble, im just trying to make a name for myself outside of my familys" Licking her lips she smiled and as soon as she stepped of the elevator she moved over towards the exit, she nodded in the direction of Gabe and pulled her car where tiwas needed, before heading back towards Gabe.

"Lets go"

Two coffee cups in his hand Brian walked back into the garage. His belly was full after the delicious lunch in the small Asian diner up the street and his mood good.
In the garage he found Joker with a talk, dark haired woman.
"What's up?" He asked out loud to get their attention.
He tried to figure out where he had seen her before.

Angel slipped into the garage and passed a thin glance at Brian, "I'm stealing your room to change," she said a duffle bag in her hand.

Her manager informed her that he had a shoot for her and that meant her dropping everything and going to be a show pony which she took in stride. But not only was she still dressed in her modeling stuff, she had more makeup then she ever wore on a daily basis and she would have to change before she could actually get any work done.

Angel chose to ignore the fact that she had passed 'her' lambo on the way in, best not ask why the bitch was here.

"Go ahead." As Diablo hurried through the garage and upstairs Brian stepped closer to Joker and handed him the coffee. "Wasn't that the chick that left with Jack at the Opening? What did she want?"
Upstairs various sounds could be heard and made him wonder what his mechanic was doing up there.