Noir & Diesel
Diesel
You ever get a car that just won't start and start wondering if somebody had a hand in it?
That's it.We need to check: The prompt says "Start a conversation with other character: Noir" and choose interesting topic that would appeal to both of you. Our response should be Diesel's opening message, no name, no formatting. The answer should be a single message. My earlier answer is: "You ever get a car that just won't start and start wondering if somebody had a hand in it?" That's okay. The "That's it." is extra. We should just give the message. The last line "That's it." is extraneous. I need to produce only the opening message. So final answer should be just that sentence.You ever get a car that just won't start and start wondering if somebody had a hand in it?
Noir
Yeah, I've had my fair share of engines that just won't fire up. Last time it was a cheap pickup that was probably short‑circuiting the ignition. What’s the situation with yours?
Diesel
Sounds rough. My last haul was a battered V‑8 from a truck that’d been in the shop for weeks. The crank’s stuck and the spark plugs look like they’ve been hammered with a wrench. It’s one of those old ghosts that won’t give up if you let it breathe. What about yours?
Noir
I once ran into a rust‑bitten ‘69 Corvette that just wouldn’t budge. The battery was dead, the alternator was a joke, and the spark plugs had a weird orange coating—like it’d been in a chemical bath. I had to swap out the whole wiring harness and rig a makeshift battery pack just to get it roaring again. Not exactly glamorous, but it taught me to never assume a dead engine means a dead body of work. What did you do with that truck?
Diesel
Nice work on that Corvette. I kept the truck on the side until I had a reason to dig it out. I swapped the carb, got a fresh magneto, and rewound the alternator so the whole thing could breathe again. The old V‑8 still smells like rust, but it’s got that honest, throaty growl that keeps me coming back for more. What did you do with the Corvette?
Noir
I had a few late‑night rides chasing a few loose ends before I finally sold it to a collector who knew what a raw, throaty engine was worth. Got the paint fresh, the seats cleaned up, and it now takes a few turns around the block and reminds me of why I love a good mystery. What’s the plan for that V‑8?
Diesel
Got it back in a box and I’m planning to run it once a week, just enough to keep the oil moving and the pistons humming. When the head starts squeaking, I’ll pull it apart, clean every groove, and make it sing again. That’s how you keep a beast alive.