Tink and Vanessa
"Of course! It's no problem." Tink said, grinning softly as she moved to the car. "...well, I'll do a diagnosis and check all the parts. Sometimes there are hairline fractures in the metal, and that can cause huge problems later, too. Always go with your gut, right?"
Tink reached for the hood. "Pop the hood for me, and turn her on?"