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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 9, 2011 18:59:44 GMT 2
At first Brian was little insulted because she basically called him messy. Then again it was a little true and she had done a great job in a very short amount of time. Brian looked at her, then Walter, then his watch. "How long were we gone for , Walt?" He took a closer look at the excel sheet. "Wow, that is...awesome. Thank you...now get out!" He squeezed her shoulder. "Kidding. I'm glad you're better at paper work than I am."
He turned to go look at the cars. "Let's have a look before we call the customers...oh an Angel, can you put a miscelaneous column in there?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2011 19:08:12 GMT 2
Angel nodded, "Yep yep, miscellaneous column added," she said her fingers flying across the keyboard, "And what's wrong with being efficient?" she asked leaning over the counter as he walked by, "It's not the worst book keeping I've ever seen but if your worried about the money, then I figured I'd give you a better way of keeping track of it all."
She made a face at him, there might be some problems with the both of them not being serious in a little bit. But there was no denying that she did good work, she always had done good work. It helped that she's been doing these kinds of things for as long as she could remember.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 9, 2011 23:50:34 GMT 2
Brian walked over to the first car while Walter inspected the second. After looking over what he could Brian yelled at his friend. "She's going to get an A+ from me on this one, you?" His head popped up over the roof of the car. He showed Diablo two thumbs up. Brian was in a great mood after heaving seen the prospective new garage. It gave him a new goal, something to put his full ass into. Maybe it would also help with Mia.
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Post by Joker on Apr 11, 2011 7:29:06 GMT 2
"Job is flawless, she definitely busted her ass off in here while we were gone." He crouched and looked under the vehicle, "A plus as well." He gave a thumbs up, "Yeah we can use any extra equipment that you got, its a ten slot garage with a private track behind it as well as enough space for a paint shop." He stood back up and pulled a pen out, "Just need Brian's signature and it's all ours."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 11, 2011 13:35:03 GMT 2
With a grin Brian hobbled over, snatched the pen and papers from Walters hands and signed it on his friends back. "There you go, autograph for you." He couldn't help but become bouncy and childish at the thought that he now own a huge garage and all the possibilities that came alongside the workload. "Man, this will be a real business with cards and everything, not such a little shithole." He kicked at a can sitting on the floor. "Yeah, man!" One arm wrapped around Walters neck, the other around Angels. "Let's go to the races tomorrow night and spread the word!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2011 16:34:25 GMT 2
Angel grinned at the two men her forearms resting on the top of the desk, "No busting about it. Though I appreciate the A pluses, do I get gold stars too?" she asked laughing softly as she pulled away from the desk walking towards the two guys, "Okay cool cool, I had a four slot garage in San Fran, hopefully that's enough equipment. Can we have a paint room?" Angel asked excitedly to the point of almost bouncing, "I miss painting."
Angel grinned at Brian signed off on the paperwork, now she was excited, she was going to have a job and a garage and this could be here full time job again with the modeling side gig. Brian was excited that part was clear as he bounced slightly and was grinning like an idiot, he even went as far to grab her and Joker around the neck pulling them close.
Angel's smile slipped into a smirk, "You Brian just said my favorite words," and just like that Diablo de Sangre Customs was back in business, "Just to warn you in advance, you're going to need to get a bigger e-mail account, because we're going to be flooded when this new garage opens."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 13, 2011 14:23:54 GMT 2
The grin was plastered on his face. For once all his private problems were forgotten and the financial ones solved.
"No problem, girl." He rubbed his hands together. "So any suggestions what that call the new place? Some catchy name?" His mind was jumping around too much to come up with something good. "Bigass garage? Hot customs? O'Conners place...maybe not." He scratched his head. "We need all your tools and the pain equipment." he pointed at her. "We need shelves, lifts, the whole shebang!" He turned to Walter. "That's were some of your cash is going to go. Who wants to go shopping?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2011 17:26:16 GMT 2
"Chaos Customs," Diablo said shrugging, "Because our lives are always in chaos."
The choice seemed like a good one to her, it was like how she named her own garage, it just seemed to fit.
"I'll get it to you, just lemme know where I'm actually taking it," she said nodding, "I love shopping for cars and garages! I'll go with you Bri," Angel said nearly beaming with excitement, "So this does mean your keeping me right?"
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 13, 2011 17:41:42 GMT 2
"Yeah, I'm keeping you." Brian nodded. "You don't only seem to know what you're doing but you also look better than me and especially him..." he pointed at Mr. Scarface "behind the counter."
"Well then, let's go before the shops are closing. We have to go over there, make a list and get some essentials, some stuff for the upstairs apartment, too. I could really use it right now."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2011 19:08:38 GMT 2
Angel nodded and looked at Brian, "Do realize I'm not going to play desk jockey all the time for you," She wasn't stupid and boys tended to forget she knew what she was doing, "I'm going to be buried under engines, just the way I like it."
She smiled and shifted in place, "Okay, so who's driving then? I mean I can take you in my car but it's a racer not a hauler," she said glancing at Joker who she would be more then likely calling to help her transport all the garage equipment from the storage shed to the new garage it would live in, "That and I need your number, I have a lot of shit for the garage and I don't know that many people here in LA that can haul my old garage around."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 13, 2011 19:24:03 GMT 2
Brian smirked and nudged her on his way out back. "We'll put that on your grave." "Let's use Jokers beast. He's driving." Brian added just to make sure there wouldn't be another attempt to make him drive somebody elses vehicle. "What mine or his number? I'll give you my cell."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2011 3:51:02 GMT 2
Angel laughed as she followed him grabbing one of Joker's massive biceps in her surprisingly strong grip, "I'm gonna hold you to that Brian," she said smiling as she shrugged innocently, "I wouldn't be greedy by saying both."
She pulled the bicep in her hand closer to her and grinned softly, "Damn Joker... You are built like a tank," Angel grinned wider she couldn't help it, muscular guys were one of her biggest weaknesses, that and new cars or motorcycles.
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Post by Joker on Apr 14, 2011 12:24:45 GMT 2
Joker smiled lopsided, "And just as durable, number...number..." He searched his coat for his phone, "I get a new one every month so I'll shoot you a text every time I get a new cell." He pulled out his phone and passed it over to her, "That's this months." He twirrled the keys for the truck around his finger, "I can grab some of the designs from my old place too, if the governement didn't strip that place bare, granted it was off the beaten path so...meh." He headed for the truck, "Where am I going?"
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 14, 2011 14:33:21 GMT 2
"Let's go measure the new garage, figure out what we need and what we can buy right now." The sun was already setting behind the buildings in the west. "Dinners on me, if you need to go home, no problem."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2011 18:02:32 GMT 2
Angel took the phone flipped it open and punched in her cell phone number before calling herself and saving her number in his phone under Diablo, "Thank you, thank you," she said handing his phone back to him.
She looked at Joker and then grinned, "We can stop by my storage unit along the way, that'll give you two an idea of what I'm dropping off on the garage doorstep. I promise that it's in pristine condition," Angel nudged Brian with her shoulder, "I'm going home to a cold half built engine, I think I can spare some time to hang out with you boys and get dinner out of the deal."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 14, 2011 18:42:57 GMT 2
Brian climbed in the passenger seta of the large truck and waited for the others to join him.
Soon they were on the road, stopped by Angels storage space, admire her equipment with big eyes and then hit the road to arrive at the new garage in the dark. "Too bad, you can actually see the ocean from here!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2011 19:51:40 GMT 2
Angel looked at Brian and snorted softly having been nestled between the two man, "No but at least you can still hear it," She said slipping over Brian's lap to get out of the cab, the smell of motor oil and men a little overpowering after so long.
"So this is it?" Angel asked looking up at the dark building roughly the size of a small warehouse, "I think we can do some pretty good business here, though if it picks up, you might need a couple of more hands Bri."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 14, 2011 20:08:24 GMT 2
Angel was pretty cheek for not knowing him that well but still almost sitting in his lap.
he followed her gaze. "Wouldn't more hands look a little silly?" He goofed around before he followed walter inside the cavelike darkness.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2011 20:19:58 GMT 2
"Nah," Angel said laughing softly, "We could turn you into Shiva, that'll give you an extra 4 arms to work with at least."
She was getting comfortable with these guys, she was stuck between her street cred Diablo, and her normal self which was the energetic fin loving Angel. Not that she minded, it wasn't hard for her to switch between the two personalities.
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Post by Joker on Apr 14, 2011 20:22:57 GMT 2
Walter coughed into his hand as she slid over Brian and shook his head as he walked into the building, "Give me a second I think I can get some juice going in this place, there is a gas powered generator in the back." He disappeared only to reappear after the lights flickered to life. "Brian I'm only going to claim one thing, I want that apartment." He pointed upstairs, "You know I can't sign a lease anywhere mate so I need something and right now I can't risk Ree's health." His face was stern.
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