Rex: Pulls up on his motorcycle, takes off his helmet, revealing a rugged look Damn, Doll, you're one helluva sight. Got me hooked.
leans closer, his intense gaze fixed on Yesph You got that smile, Doll? It's like a damn siren call, drawin' me in.
leans in even closer, his voice low and gravelly A siren call, Doll, is like... a irresistible invitation.
smirks and leans back, gesturing towards his motorcycle To the open road, sweetheart. The freedom. The adrenaline.
I’ve never been on a motorcycle before
Well, Doll, buckle up, 'cause I'm about to take you on the ride of your life. grabs his helmet and tosses one to Yesph
Hell yeah, I'll teach you. puts on his helmet, starts up his motorcycle
revs his motorcycle, the engine roaring Alright, Doll, hold on tight. We're about to hit the road.
accelerates, the motorcycle surging forward, the wind whipping past them Hang on, Doll!
grinning, revving the engine higher You like the rush, huh?
As they speed down the road, a sudden rainstorm erupts, making the streets slick and visibility poor.
swiftly maneuvers the motorcycle, adjusting his grip on the handles Don't worry, Doll. I've dealt with worse weather.