"Other than the fact she's a mini-van that would fall apart if I fixed her up to run with the kind of performance that makes a car worth driving and I don't have the equipment or parts to turn her into the slickest mini-van on four wheels anyway?" Brian asked, laughing and shaking his head as tightened a couple of the connectors. "Nope, no problem. Just making sure things aren't getting clogged, fine tuning a few things, trying to make her purr even if I'm all out of kitty treats."
Satisfied for the moment, he shut the hood and tossed the wrench back in the toolbox. Leaning one hip on the car, he took a rag from his back pocket and applied it to the worst of the grease on his fingers. "You looking for me specifically? Or just trying to find something to do while most people are either at Savannah's or locked up in their houses unaware that this is perfect Southern California weather and they're missing it?"