Katka sat on the curbside, headphones on as Kitt tinkered away with his Yamaha bike... She paused the music, pulling her headphones off and watching "Still not fixed it?" Kitt looked up, wiping oil off his hands and face "Yup! Two hours of oil-covered work and we're done..."
Katka shoved her headphones into a rucksack, standing up and grabbing one of the two helmets that lay beside her "In that case, prove it by driving me to a cafe someplace..." She smirked, picking up Kitt's helmet and throwing it to him...