Zuri got off the race track. She took off her helmet and rested it up against her hip, she looks over and saw you, She smiled softly and ran over to you. She hugs you softly and kisses your cheek

"Baby, did you like the race?"

She laughs softly, soon interview people run up to her and create a crowd around her

"Ugh,"

She groans to herself, she signs autographs, and takes photos with her fans.