Tink led the way through the garage into the back where the machine was. It looked like it was put together with rubber tubes and duct tape. There was a machine--looked like a jerry-rigged shop vacuum--attached to the end. Tink motioned proudly. "Well... it doesn't look like much, but I can paint your car in a matter of minutes." She beamed. "Do you want to bring the car in here and see her in action? What color are we going for?"
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