It was chaos for a few seconds but once everything calmed down, it was decided to actually wait for Mauro's decision once contact has been made. However, Jesus was still too excited to be able to build a Woody with his own two hands, he was trailing behind me like how a deranged junkie would follow a dealer that had a bag of dope with holes in them.
'I thought Isaac following behind me was already creepy… Tatiana did too at first but they weren't looking at me like this…'
In any case, it was totally understandable because aside from a few exceptions, most of the dream cars people wanted were still obtainable by simply liberating an auto shop, driving into a rich neighborhood, or like what I did, fashioning a body that would somehow make it look like the car they wanted.
For example, lowriders had a certain niche in a particular culture but station wagons—especially a Woody—had a… a… for a lack of a better term, a more particular niche amongst car enthusiasts.