Meanwhile in the foodcourt of justice

"Je suis tellement contente de pouvoir te serrer dans mes bras!" She smiled widely as he tols her to phone, she had spoken on instinct in her excitememt and had forgotten it was english this man spoke. She paused and scratched her cheek, "ah, sorry I got a little excited and lost myself." She gave an awkward laugh and slipped the business card into her bag. When she finished her sentence about the men laughing at her she looked up, of course it hadn't bothered her much now. Seeing him scowl she shifted her gaze and nodded before laughing a bit. "It was, but it doesn't bother me. I'd say they lost out on a great mechanic. Back home my father had me learn how to work on cars and planes. He said America was only a place of opportunity if you worked for it." She shurgged and brushed her hair behind her ear again, damn stray hair. "I really can't thank you enough. And I promise you won't be disappointed."