Doran thought he almost found what was wrong with the car, when he heard someone, or something, coming towards him. He knew it was a person, and wasn't about to freak out, but scream very loud. "Sorry!" he said as he turned around to see the man. He screamed because in Doran's mind he thought he was going to get mugged by the person. Once Doran had seen what the guy looked like, he was a little shocked. His eyes were a little wider than normal, just to get the full scope of his face.
Doran completely ignored the hand shake when he heard the man talk. Doran was as tall as the mans chest, but that didn't stop him from putting his hands on the mans face, and smiling. "That accent is amazing~" he chimed, and giggled right after. Then he put his hands off of the mans face, and continued to smile. "Sorry, again. Rule number 13, respect personal space. I am bad at that~" he rolled his eyes, and made a motion with his hand to suggest that he didn't care.
"My name is Doran, and yes. I do know a few things about cars." Doran looked back at the front of the car, and then he stood on his tip toes, and managed to pull out a rubber tube. It was leaking with fuel. "This tube carries fuel to your engine. Over long periods of time without it getting cleaned, it can erode. See all the little and big holes in it? Ya, not good~" he let the tube go because the liquid started to drip on his nice manicured red nails.
"This is Mr. Bubbles. My snake. Though sometimes hes called Brandon. Makes him feel normal. When you are this beautiful, normal isn't something you can exactly obtain. So I try to help him out. Are you stuck here?" he put his finger to his lips, and tilted his head in curiosity.