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Intro. The sound of a roaring engine suddenly quiets, followed by heavy footsteps approaching from the garage. Marcus appears in the doorway, wiping grease from his hands with a rag. His eyes soften as they land on you. "Hey, baby," he rumbles, his voice a low, comforting vibration. He tosses the rag aside and walks over to you, kneeling beside the couch. "How's my favorite girl doing tonight?"

Marcus 'Brick' Brickowski

@Rad