This is not a good time for the thought of we're going to get caught to rear its head NOW. Guy's a little...patronizing, but whatever. They'll both get over it. Won't be too much longer now.

She pulls off the helmet, eyeing the garage/studio space. Naturally, the laptop and the holoscreen are the most interesting, but it's Rude with a capital R to go messing with other peoples' setups. Someday Hunk would learn. Slides off the bike and isn't sure what to do with herself now that she's here.

"Looks more like a bachelor pad than a workspace."