Andrea wasn't paying attention to Ratte's reaction to her at first, as she was simply focused on the job. She listened as Ratte told her the problem she had with the brand new Range Rover. She seemed perplexed, but if it's an simple fix, it shouldn't be too bad. Andrea nodded in regards to the service light. "Okay, I'll give it a look." Once Andrea heard Ratte's last comment, she blushed. She was honestly quite surprised to hear that. The cambion looked to Ratte, that comment having taken her out of 'job mode'. "Oh uh..." Andrea was a little flustered, to say the least. She gave Ratte a good look too, this woman looked pretty cute herself. If it was anything that Andrea could fall for, it was those eyes. She gulped, smiling a little. "... yeah, maybe. It could be that." Andrea said, trying to play it cool.

The cambion looked over the Range Rover again. "Okay so uh... I'll take this off your hands for a little. Depending on what the problem is, this could take anytime from a day to a week." She pulls out her notepad and pen. "Can I have your phone number?" She blushed a little again. "For uh... business reasons. So I can update you on the progress of your car." She thought for a moment. "Uhm... after we get everything sorted out, I'm going to need you to fill out uhm... a form and hand me your car keys."

The moment Andrea stuttered and let the blush creep over her cheeks was the moment Ratte’s confidence came rushing back. There was always a moment of doubt when she flirted with women, always a second guess as to whether they would be offended or not. Andrea didn’t seem offended at all. Ratte listened to her talk shop with a slight grin threatening the corners of her lips. She knew she was terrible, knew she was just like those men that hounded women at night clubs, but she’d back down if she was told to.

Ratte frowned, hearing Andrea mention that it could take up to a week for her to get the car fixed. She would need it by then. She’d need to find a car to hire. Andrea flushed again, asking for her phone number and Ratte grinned, “A week? Damn.. that’s enough time for me to take you out for a drink sometime..” she casually took the notepad from Andrea, still grinning, and wrote her number on it, along with her name underneath it . She handed the notepad back to the woman and raised her eyebrow coyly, “what do you say?”

Andrea blushed at Ratte not so subtly asking her out. "I mean... I got time..." She says sheepishly as she gently takes her notepad back. She looked at the number and nodded, smiling. "I uh... I get off at 3. Want to see me at 4?" She asked, putting the notepad away. While Andrea has been approached by many men her time, she always had to gently brush them off with the truth that she preferred women. This was the first time a woman asked her out, so she was caught off guard by all of this. Hopefully it won't lead to disaster like last time. "You can follow me to the front desk."

Andrea led Ratte through the garage before going up to the front desk, where a cash register and a few waiting chairs sat. She pulled out a clipboard with a form on it, and after pairing it with a pen, she hands it over to Ratte. "Can you fill out this form for me? It's just basic legal stuff, for insurance and liability and whatnot." While the form was innocuous enough, made to protect the consumer and vendor from legal bullshit, it did ask Ratte for her full name and mailing address for legal documentation purposes.

Ratte nodded, her smile curling at her lips, “Sure.. I don’t have anywhere to be anymore so should I meet you here? I’d pick you up but you have my car now.” She waggled her keys in front of Andrea and followed her into the main office. She took the form from Andrea and suddenly felt unsure. She bit her lip and slowly took the pen from the form.

Whatever she wrote here, she would have to remember, she would need to play over and over in her head until she could recite it in her sleep. Of course, she did already know most of it anyway. She couldn’t write her real address - she didn’t have one. She did have the one address that she knew she could use, it was the name that bothered her most. She cleared her throat softly and sat down to fill it in, carefully inking her faux name and address. It was one that Fallon had created for her driving license and she had already started remembering it. She didn’t even have her real age on there. Kristen Mullstone, age 28, registered to an address about 300 miles from Springfield. She finished and signed with her fake signature and handed the papers back to Andrea at the desk. She hoped that she wouldn’t ask about it. The only thing on there real and reliable was her phone number.

“All done.” She pulled her car keys from her pocket and dropped them onto the counter too, “Keys, car, number, pick up time.. anything else you need?”

Andrea smiled a little. "I can pick you up wherever you're staying at." She said before filling out the necessary information on the computer. She looked at the form once it was slid to her, before simply taking it and filling in the information on the computer. She didn't really seem to care about what was put on it. "Figured you weren't from around here." She said with a smirk as she filled in the address. After grabbing the keys, she looks over everything else. "Uhm... no, that should be it. You sure you want meet here, though? I have a car." Andrea offered.

Ratte watched the address get filed and the small niggling worry that she always got with things like that disappeared and she could focus on Andrea. She had a little smirk that bled into her eyes and gave her a mischievous look. She liked that look. Ratte debated her offer. She was only staying a few blocks down from here and she didn’t know whether someone knowing her hotel was a good idea yet. She rarely took anyone back there, ending up at other women’s houses and flats more than she took them to hers.

“Here is fine.. though if you have somewhere in mind, we can take your car there. You’re not wrong, I’m only visiting, I don’t know any good places to go.”

Andrea smiled a little after filing everything away. After she finished up, she looks to Ratte and nods. "Well, the good thing is, I know a few places we can go. It's not like I lived here almost all my life or anything." She said with a sarcastic grin. "I'll see you at 4." Andrea herself was a little bit flustered by this, but she played it as cool as she could. This Ratte woman was a bit too cute to pass up. And besides... she could use some new friends anyway.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" Andrea asked.

Ratte grinned back and nodded, “Glad I have you to guide me then.” She stepped back and looked to her car through the old windows of the garage. She wasn’t sure how she felt about not having a car, but she knew that she would get a good feel for the streets and the city by travelling around on foot. She wanted to find out if there were any libraries or magical shops that might sell some talismans for her own protection whilst she tried to retrieve the book.

She looked at Andrea when she asked about help and Ratte nodded, “There is actually Do you know where I might find a library or a magical shop or something like that?” She hoped that Andrea wouldn’t ask why, but she probably would anyway. If not now, later; she’d have to make up a lie quickly. She already had one settling in her head, so she wasn’t worried.