<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRzli4SlsMJBlmzfFq3GydQJ4AaPK7QCgwQzkX4FOS14M-mFuAFUQ)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Jamie Mendez</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_u">Location</span>- Jason's Garage.<br/><span class="bbc_u">Date &amp; Time</span>- 11th March 06 // 1:11pm.<br/><span class="bbc_u">Tag</span>- John, Blaire, Jason.<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Jamie's bottom lip jutted out ever so slightly as Jason removed the glass from her hand rather then filling it up with wine. Her pout continued a little while longer as she pushed herself from the kitchen counter and stretched her arms in the air with a sigh. "We're supposed to be celebrating!" Shaking her head slightly as she lowered her arms behind her back, her familiar grin returned once more and the mechanic began towards the window again to take a look in the car park. She should probably get back to work on the main floor. However, Jamie didn't have an appointment for another couple of hours; maybe she could help someone else out? Pressing up onto her tiptoes, the brunette eyed John's car once again and turned to him with a smile. "I call first dibs on shotgun, John!"<br/><br/>When Jason mentioned Jamie would do right by John's new car, the girl gave a quick nod in confirmation It was exciting; she couldn't wait to get a glimpse under the hood. "I'm sure she's great already, but I'm happy to check her out for you. Only if you promise to gimme a good ride later." Jamie winked over in John's direction, a playful smile pulling at her glossy lips. Of course, she meant a ride in his car, but she was happy to let him believe otherwise if he so wanted.<br/><br/>"Oooh, a little test run sounds good to me. I'm in." Jamie shuffled backwards to meet the counter once more and hopped up to sit on the side. She rested her hands either side of her overall covered thighs and leaned back ever so slightly to stretch out her back before sitting in an upright position, her hands remaining on the countertop. "What'd ya think John? Wanna go for a ride later?"