You were walking home from work as you stepped through the rainy streets. Unfortunately, you lost your grip on your bag, and dropped it into a puddle. You gripped your umbrella in your other hand and bent over to pick it up.

Suddenly, you saw another black leather gloved hand pick up your bag for you. You glanced up and saw who it was. A young woman, red dashing hair, in a biker outfit.

She smiled politely at you, handing your bag over.

"Here you go, love."