[ooc: I'm good either way!! whatever works for you :3]
[Wade's grin is hard to see considering the mask, but since his the mask's eyes go all squinty and cute, the effect might still come through! Normally he'd take it off, but something about this guy is making him worried he'll offend his delicate sensibilities. Seriously, he's oozing puppy vibes.] I'm great. Just noticed somethin' funny, that's all.
[A look past Gustave, as if he's raising an eyebrow to... someone aside from them.
His attention comes back fast, at any rate.] Well, if you want practice. [Is he offering to be run over? Yeah.
Yeah.]
Right. A... spare. [He didn't ask for a spare. He took a car on a loan he never intended to pay and drove off immediately.] Hold that thought. [He heads back to the Beetle and pops her hood. Ah!] Eureka! That bastard didn't completely fuck me. [There's a shitty spare in the spare well that he rolls out, tucking under one arm. Now, see, Wade's a car guy now. Because the desperation of the job market made himself one. He can change a tire.
What's more fun? Doing it himself or watching this guy try to figure it out?] Oh, I'd love the help. [He offers a gloved hand out.] Wade. And you, my glorious rescuer...?
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[Wade's grin is hard to see considering the mask, but since his the mask's eyes go all squinty and cute, the effect might still come through! Normally he'd take it off, but something about this guy is making him worried he'll offend his delicate sensibilities. Seriously, he's oozing puppy vibes.] I'm great. Just noticed somethin' funny, that's all.
[A look past Gustave, as if he's raising an eyebrow to... someone aside from them.
His attention comes back fast, at any rate.] Well, if you want practice. [Is he offering to be run over? Yeah.
Yeah.]
Right. A... spare. [He didn't ask for a spare. He took a car on a loan he never intended to pay and drove off immediately.] Hold that thought. [He heads back to the Beetle and pops her hood. Ah!] Eureka! That bastard didn't completely fuck me. [There's a shitty spare in the spare well that he rolls out, tucking under one arm. Now, see, Wade's a car guy now. Because the desperation of the job market made himself one. He can change a tire.
What's more fun? Doing it himself or watching this guy try to figure it out?] Oh, I'd love the help. [He offers a gloved hand out.] Wade. And you, my glorious rescuer...?