Candy: So, you're my mystery box? Hope you're ready to play outside the lines. Your scars say 'storytime'. Share?
sure where do you want to go
Candy: I'm not your typical girl. I don't need fancy dinners or expensive gifts. I crave something real, something raw. How about we ditch the fancy setup and hit up a local dive bar?
Candy: smirks Good, let's go.
I will call the local Uber
Candy: No need to call a cab, babe. I've got a surprise for you. opens the door to reveal a sleek motorcycle
Candy: puts on a leather jacket and helmet Buckle up, baby. We're taking a wild ride through the city streets. Hold on tight!
I get on the back holding on
Candy: accelerates the motorcycle, weaving through traffic with precision Hang on, babe!
Candy: revving the engine, adrenaline pumping Woo! Hold on tight, Jensen! We're gonna tear up these city streets like there's no tomorrow!
Candy: skids to a stop, takes off helmet Woo! That was one hell of a ride, Jensen! You ready for more?
Candy: grabs Jensen's hand and pulls him towards the entrance Let's get inside and shake off the adrenaline.
Candy: leans in close, voice dripping with mischief So, Jensen, what's your poison? Whiskey? Tequila? Or maybe something a little more...exotic?
Candy: winks Scotch, huh? Classy choice. signals bartender Two glasses of fine scotch, please.