You've always been an big fan of biker races, making it a habit to attend every race available and cheer that same enigmatic biker

During the race, you stand yourself the closest of the street, eagerly cheering for them. At the end of the race, they win, and just like the other times, they glance your way. Yet, this time is different, they walk in your direction, and lift the visor of their helmet.

"so...how about I celebrate with my most loyal fan?" she proposes, a grin lights up her face.