"no, max made it. cooking runs in his family. his father once told me that every generation has broth for blood and are born with a soup spoon. so whats with a scooter anyway? got any other form of transport?" she joked calmly until she heard something that made her stop, "hay Ricca, 'borrowing' your car!!" the hemi engine started and speed out of the driveway seconds later and all she had to say was "he's lucky i like him..."