Post by Jackie on Jan 14, 2022 1:57:28 GMT -5
The pair, once shaking hands, would give a passing glance to one another. The older parts man keeping up his jovial smile with crow's feet obvious in his eyes. Greg Was still fine-looking in his age, and his grip showed all it needed to not pass as a frail man who'd be grumpy after a disturbed nap. At least, by human standards. he didn't really measure up to those with the capability to control ki. Relaxing after hearing what Cass was therefore with Jackie, he'd pull back and hold a stance with crossed arms.
"I see... Well, lad, I just so happen to have a shop here. Mind if I take a look over it real quick then?"
Expectant, he'd hold a palm out towards Jackie, who was quick to pull up the jank revolver and put it into his hands. The old tech then flipped it around in his big hands to get a good look over it. A few mumbles coming from under that mustache, mostly to himself, before he looked back in and waved both of them in. Being the last behind to shut the door behind them. On the other side would be the car shop portion of his workshop. And obviously not where he'd be stopping as he tried leading them past it and the few guys lazing about. They seemed to know better than ask, and rather just spoke amongst themselves.
"It's no hassle for you to watch, Mister Cerone. Though I do wonder just how much my girl here's told you about me. Haven't touched my machining in a while. I usually stick to car parts and repairs. Haven't touched gun parts since - Well, a while. Heheh, let's just say that. Maybe that just makes me the perfect fit though."
The older weapon could use just that, actually. And Jackie just laughs a little and keeps her own arms crossed as they'd walk past the car shop and head back into an office area. Clearly, another door beyond that was his destination.
"Actually - Sir. Was hoping we could just use the equipment. I could probably do it and be out of your hair. I don't know how much it'd cost anyways."
With nonsense like that, Greg would turn before the back door and land a free palm down on the table in his office as he looked between them.
"Eh, for you lass, I won't mind doin' it on the house. The least I could do for ya after knowin' ya so long."
WC: 424
TWC: 2798
"I see... Well, lad, I just so happen to have a shop here. Mind if I take a look over it real quick then?"
Expectant, he'd hold a palm out towards Jackie, who was quick to pull up the jank revolver and put it into his hands. The old tech then flipped it around in his big hands to get a good look over it. A few mumbles coming from under that mustache, mostly to himself, before he looked back in and waved both of them in. Being the last behind to shut the door behind them. On the other side would be the car shop portion of his workshop. And obviously not where he'd be stopping as he tried leading them past it and the few guys lazing about. They seemed to know better than ask, and rather just spoke amongst themselves.
"It's no hassle for you to watch, Mister Cerone. Though I do wonder just how much my girl here's told you about me. Haven't touched my machining in a while. I usually stick to car parts and repairs. Haven't touched gun parts since - Well, a while. Heheh, let's just say that. Maybe that just makes me the perfect fit though."
The older weapon could use just that, actually. And Jackie just laughs a little and keeps her own arms crossed as they'd walk past the car shop and head back into an office area. Clearly, another door beyond that was his destination.
"Actually - Sir. Was hoping we could just use the equipment. I could probably do it and be out of your hair. I don't know how much it'd cost anyways."
With nonsense like that, Greg would turn before the back door and land a free palm down on the table in his office as he looked between them.
"Eh, for you lass, I won't mind doin' it on the house. The least I could do for ya after knowin' ya so long."
WC: 424
TWC: 2798