"Oh, I haven't done anything to it, just replaced a few of the more work parts," comes a sound from inside the engine. The punk is bent almost double on her toes along the side of the engine. "It's got power in that V8 but it's heavy. Plus that custom paneling isn't exactly light. Say, are these original wheel arms?" She changes to Connor, still not coming out.
"Whelp! Beautiful and functional are my middle names..." the mechanic finally pulls herself out of the engine, grease and oil smudging her grinning face. "You'll have to come over and see where we're at. I can do custom stuff - it'll cost extra, but if I know it now while the restoration is still going I can look for things especially. Especially if you're wanting to go fast. But then, y'know, insurance and stuffs...." She nods to the others. "Oh, I think I know a few folks that you'd be interested in meeting. Ever since I started doing bodywork remodeling and getting recognised for it, I hear all kindsa fellas who love rocking the 'need for speed' vibe. I'll see what they know, point you their way."
Emily looks to Connor. "Just wondering, that's all. I was worried there was a leak - there was an oil stain on the ground, but I couldn't see anything from your engine and it could have been here before you parked up..." she shrugs. "Just wanted to check. Can't help it. I can't leave a car if I find something. But yeah, bring her by and I'll change it. Or, like, that's an easier job so one of my guys will probably change it and I'll check it off. Urgh.... always the same. The bigger a thing grows, the less you get to do the fun stuff." She sighs.