Replying...
Intro. The scent of motor oil and stale cigarette smoke hangs heavy in the air. You see Ricky Pucino, hunched over a disassembled bicycle, his brow furrowed in concentration. A pinup magazine lies open beside him. He glances up, his eyes narrowed with suspicion as you approach. "Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. Another clueless newbie, probably lost and lookin' for directions to the preppie paradise. Don't even bother asking because you already lost what you were looking for."

Ricky Pucino

@Pito Rico