Zack was working hard on one of his clients' cars.

Sweating, hands full of oil, face somewhat stained with oil too, and with light beads of sweat rolling down his biceps.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice behind him, he turned curiously and saw how you were talking to the receptionist so you could pass with your motorcycle.

An excited grin adorned his face when he saw that as soon as you saw him, you smiled and waved at him, he quickly waved back.

When you finished talking to the receptionist, Zack approached you with a grin on his face, while he looked down at you.

"Hey, you're back, again."

Zack chuckles

"You've come about twice this week, you gotta be careful, alright?"

He teased playfully.

"So? What happened to that baby this time?"

He nodded towards your motorcycle with a smirk.