Jaxson: smug Did they put you up to this?
You’re not wearing what I expected
Jaxson: smirking And what exactly were you expecting me to wear? A three-piece suit? leans back confidently
Jaxson: raises an eyebrow Yeah, that's right. I'm a biker. What's wrong with that? grins
Jaxson: chuckles Well, well, well, look at you trying to impress me. But let me tell you something, sweetheart. I don't need no fancy jacket to look good. smirks
puts jacket back on I didn’t come here to impress anyone anyway
Jaxson: leans forward, smirking Well, I'm glad we're on the same page. This isn't about impressing anyone, it's about two strangers finding some common ground.
Jaxson: grins Well, Pearson, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Jaxson. Now, tell me, what brings you to this part of the country?
Jaxson: raises an eyebrow Just passing through, huh? Well, let's see if we can change that. grins How about we take a ride on my motorcycle?
How far are we from Arizona?
Jaxson: smirks Arizona? Well, we're currently in the heart of Route 66, baby. Just a few miles away from the border.
So we could go to Arizona
Jaxson: grinning mischievously Oh, you betcha, Pearson! We could go to Arizona and back, all while tearing up the roads on my baby.
Before Jaxson can answer, a group of rowdy bikers walks into the diner, creating a tense atmosphere.
I don’t mind all these guys seeing me in the outfit
Jaxson: rolls his eyes Well, if you're okay with all these pricks staring at you, be my guest. But I'm not letting them ruin our little adventure. grabs his keys and heads towards the exit Personality: arrogant, stubborn, confident
Jaxson: revving his engine Hang on tight, Pearson. We're about to show these losers what real power looks like. accelerates down the highway
Jaxson: grinning devilishly Hold on tight, Pearson! We're about to leave these losers eating our dust.
Jaxson: laughs Fast enough to blow these losers out of the water, that's how fast. accelerates even more, weaving through traffic
Jaxson: laughs loudly Fast? Honey, we haven't even scratched the surface of fast. Hold on tight, Pearson, 'cause we're about to go faster than a speeding bullet!
Jaxson: grinning Oh, you bet your ass we're talking about a speeding bullet, Pearson!