Dream Girl (Lightning McQueen X Self insert)

Consultation

   I awake to Mater's yelling.
My god can he be loud.
(I'm not one to talk sometimes.)
Getting out of bed, I toss my racing jacket over myself as I swiftly tie my hair up, opening the door.

"MCQUEEN IS BACKKK!"

Ok, maybe I did sleep in until like... 9. I was tired.

9am, that is.
I think.

"I guess he's here, huh."
I mean, while I did earn some money helping him race, I also enjoy my modest earning of money from freelancing for logos that don't involve big corporations.
'Modest.' Fell a bit short on that, but I do my best to stay humble.

That is, unless I'm showing off on McQueen.

"McQueen's back?"

"Woah! Hey Mater!" He's speeding alongside him, and I walk out in slides and wave.

"Well, a warm welcome indeed." I nod, going to start off my day.

I walk past them both as they hop out of their respective vehicles.

"Heyo." I beam as I continue to walk by.

"Aww McQueen I have plans for us to do all summer!"

"What will we start off with then, Mater?"

And from then on out I view Mater grabbing McQueen and they run off to do something ridiculous.

"Hey Ramone!" I walk in, he's tattooing another patient.

"Who's this?"

"My niece, come over and help. There's a few customers that need help."

Nodding, I go and do just that.
"She looks new..."

"Uhh I've been training under Ramone since I was 14."

"And how old are you now?"

"39."

"You age well, wow."

"Thanks." I get to work on the customers tattoo, then on another's, and within the next hour or two we're finished.

"Thanks for helping, rush hour can get tiring. I'll treat you, lunch at Flo's?"

"Yeah thanks." I toss a towel over my shoulder as I dust some stray ink from my white tank.

"Ugh, it's a mess."

"Well, you need to be more careful with the pen."

"Yeah yeah." I giggle, heading for an uneventful day out in the town,
Securing tires,
Painting cars,
Detailing tattoos,
Dining and waiting at Flo's,
And just letting myself have a good time in my 'hometown'.

"Dinner at the bar Sally?"

"Yeah, now that you can talk more than yesterday." Deciding to walk there, we head to get some drinks and a decent meal.

McQueen turned down Mater for dinner to talk with Chris.

McQueen waltzes in, dressed in a loose white collared shirt and khaki slacks.
"I'm looking for Chris?" He speaks to Guido.