<strong>Name:</strong>Ryan Mercer<br/><strong>Title:</strong>Detective's Partner<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bobby's Garage<br/><br/>Ryan grinned "That more answer's why I'm with you more than it does why your with me honey." he replied, although he was taken back by the way she addressed poor old Bobby who was genuinely taken back by her attitude.<br/><br/>"I...I...well most people that come in here to buy car parts generally know their stuff. A...And your boyfriend here certainly seems to know his." Bobby stuttered.<br/><br/>Ryan patted the man on his shoulder "I'm so sorry about her Bobby, she can be a right<em>bitch</em>sometimes." He said, glaring at her as he emphasized the bitch. "It's my own fault really I should really date a car girl but what can I say her Dad's rich and the sex is fantastic so..." he finished with a shrug. "But I do have to admit I heard there's a good legal racing scene down here in San Diego and I need to know my Skyline can take on the competition."<br/><br/>Bobby nodded and turned his attention to Ryan, preferring to avoid the psycho chick as much as he could "I don't deal with those street racing punks, they mostly stick to garage's on the other side of town. Place's like  619W on Walnut, Allstar on Elm and a few other smaller ones. But if you want the best that will still keep you on the right side of the law, you come here."<br/><br/>Ryan nodded "Right, well I hate those punks too, racing is one thing but endangering innocents on the streets...that's not my style."<br/><br/>Bobby smiled as he waved him over to the counter and his computer and started typing away, checking his stock before smiling "Your in luck I have one X-355 Air filter and an RJ-1500 free flowing exhaust in stock."<br/><br/>Ryan grinned "Great, just what I needed, how much?"<br/><br/>"3500 total." Bobby answered.<br/><br/>Ryan nodded and opened the briefcase he had retrieved from the trunk, revealing what must have contained at least half a million in cash and tossed 4 grand onto the counter. "Great, there's 4 grand. 3.5 for the work and 500 to apologize for my ladies attitude."<br/><br/>He closed the briefcase and waited as Bobby headed to the back to get the two parts he needed, only glancing around when he felt Tania's eyes starting at him. He couldn't tell exactly what she was thinking, maybe the sex thing was out of line...or it could have been the fact he had half a million dollars in cash locked in his trunk, either way he figured she wouldn't break their cover in the store... although he might well get a "girlfriend" nag, then again maybe she wouldn't say anything...well he, didn't actually believe that would be the case but he could hope for it anyway.