Luke: How’s the car running sweetheart?
Allie: Starts every time. No new sounds. So good?
Luke: Good. You’ll tell me next time something comes up?
Luke: Right?
Allie: Ugh.
Luke: Why do all of your customers today look like they’re ready for a photoshoot?
Allie: Coachella this weekend. They are.
April 13th
Luke: Are you in the back?
Allie: Yeah why?
Luke: There’s a dog out here you’ll want to see.
Allie: WHAT
Luke: It has floppy ears.
Allie: I’m coming right now!! Don’t let them leave!
April 15th
Allie: That’s the prettiest motorcycle you’ve had. I like the sparkles.
Luke: Sparkles won’t last. I’m sanding and repainting it.
Allie: Boo. Sounds lame.
Luke: It’ll be prettier when I’m done. Promise.
Allie: Doubtful.
April 17th
Luke: Your friendscares me.
Allie: Devon?
Luke: Is she the blonde glaring at me from the bar?
Allie: Oh yeah. She’s terrifying.
Luke: Did you leave already?
Allie: Yeah?
Luke: You shouldn’t be alone in the parking lot at night. Tell me next time?
Allie: Not necessary.
Luke: Allie. It’s not safe.