Once Dukes got right down to business she turned about and made a cross walk for the parking lot, her brow raised as she stepped foot outside of her garage. As soon as she stepped foot out into the parking lot, the door of the Charger opened and a well dressed man stepped out of it. This truly had Teagan surprised, normally her customers weren't this well... dressed. This suddenly made her feel a little more self-conscious, looking down to the grease that stained her hands. Surly the suit alone that he man wore was more then the cost of her business, well perhaps not that much, but damn close to it. A rather good looking man with black sunglasses stood by his car, which in car terms it was clear he loved his baby, Teagan was going to have to restrain herself this time as she neared closer.<br/><br/>Slipping her hands into her pockets she came to a stop in front of the man, but had just enough distance between her and the car to keep from touching it.  Her green hues raised up, looking from the short brown hair to the nice shiney black shoes the man wore. He was certainly in the wrong part of town to be this well dressed, least of all coming to a garage were it was normal to sling grease.<br/><br/>"Can I help you with something? Perhaps a tune-up?"<br/><br/>Her gaze slid pass the man to eye the car there, what other reason was there for someone to be here other then to have something fixed on their car?  The man put Teagan under the feel scrutiny of his gaze, though they were hidden from view by the black sunglasses, she could feel that gaze burning a hole right through her, but she wasn't going to step back from the man.  After a few heartbeats of time the man simply shook his head, rather then look back to Teagan his gaze moved to look at the people in the garage behind her, watching Dukes as he walked towards Teagan.<br/><br/>"I would like to speak with you... privately. One business men, to another business... woman."<br/><br/>Furrowing her brows to that, she was rather happy that he had well placed his words when speaking to her. Most men wanted to have a big dick about the fact that a woman was running a garage rather then a man.  The whistling that came from behind her made her look over her shoulder for a moment, watching Dukes as he came to her. She was only hoping that he wasn't coming to her to ask how to use one of the tools in the garage .<br/><br/>"Something you need? It needs to be quick, me and the... business man have somethings to discuss at the office."