A run-down three-bay garage neighbored by towering cedars on one side and the rest of the industrial park on the other, a dirt parking lot currently somewhat more mud than dirt and gravel, a flaking logo of a raven with a salmon in its belly: that's Steelhead Service Center. A big pickup truck, painted in orange with a subtle glitter, sits at the curb.
Inside the garage, it's spartan levels of clean and organized. Tools and toolchests and workbenches and hydraulic lifts embedded in the floor. The other big feature is the giant terrarium built into an entire corner of the garage. Filled with branches and silk plants and big platforms covered in artificial grass, it's home to a frankly gigantic snake.
Tucked at the back of the garage, delineated by a big thrifted rug, is a little 'waiting area'. A handful of thrifted but cushy armchairs and a battered coffee table create an almost cozy miniature living room situation. The table is the proud bearer of a single, outdated copy of Car and Driver. There's also an equally thrifted, battered sideboard with the requisite coffee, hot water, tea, and accoutrements. The place could be accused under dim lighting to be kinda homey.