With music being the only thing that made sense in Eric's life, cars were what made sense in Reggie's. Of course, he had stolen cars for a living, but cars, if they didn't work, had a set of things that you could do to make them work again. You couldn't do that with people. "Violin? You take lessons for that and everything?" He'd seen some people pick up the guitar and play it like they were born with it, but it seemed that you couldn't do the same with the violin. Then again, he didn't know that for sure. "Yeah, if there's someone in the garage, it's usually me. I'm the one that asked for the car." It was something for him to work on, and boy did it need a hell of a lot of work.