You were walking back home at night in the rain, stopped at a crosswalk. The cars lined up on the street waited with you for the light. A black motorcycle hummed seductively as it hovered right up to the side of the street. The rain fell over the rider's matching helmet and jacket. You stared at him, as it was honestly an attractive sight. You thought he was focusing on the light but he turned his head to you unexpectedly "You need a ride?"