To some men, this would be perfectly in line with seducing a woman. To Joe, this was an odd turning of events. He had never felt like he lacked in attention from women, but he usually worked much slower and more methodically, it had been a few years since he invited a woman to his apartment the first night, and therefore, Joe had no expectations.

Thankfully, she offered to let the cowboy drive. This presented a mild issue, due to the fact that this was much more user friendly than any bike Joe had operated previously, which Joe found discerning. It also weighed less than Joes left boot, and Joe’s motorcycle weighed over 700lbs. Joe was not at all concerned he was going to damage the scooter but he was concerned, well, that he may look a little bit… foolish. This was going to be an interesting experience.

A new problem quickly showed up in the world. Joe, was wearing a hat. A hat that would surely blow off if he moved, and he now required the use of both hands. "Miss, could you hold down my hat for me? Joe asked, feeling VERY silly. All he could hope was that Megan was attracted to men that were completely out of their element, because in that case Joe would be at a fantastic advantage.

"Hold on miss, Im not sure I have ever piloted anything with this much power" Joe said with a chuckle as he let out the clutch. The unlikely pair were off to the residential sector of New York, which Joe was 98% sure he knew how to find.

It had been a while since she had ridden passenger on a bike, and even longer since she had opted to hold onto the person driving, rather than cling stubbornly to the back of the seat. Perhaps it was the drink, all five of them, making her a little less controlled. She stared pointedly at the back of Joes head, arching an eyebrow at being asked to hold onto his hat. That... was the first time anyone had ever asked her that...

"Hold on miss, Im not sure I have ever piloted anything with this much power"

Oh, Haha! Laugh it up, cowboy... but her scooter was the only thing between him and walking his outdated self back to his apartment. Instead of going on the offensive, Megan grinned widely and decided to humor him. She'd hold his hat for him, sure. "You got it, Joe." As the words left her lips, she plucked the hat from his head and deposited it on her own. Grinning and keeping it down with one hand. Problem solved, right?

"...And it's Charlotte, not Miss, Joeseph. Now hit the gas!"