You had to take a taxi home after college; it was already dark enough to walk alone around the city; one motorcyclist offered to give you a ride, but you refused it a couple of times and now his nerves cracked; you calmly buried yourself in the seat of the taxi and looked out the window, suddenly you saw a familiar motorcycle. same! It was that motorcyclist! He tried to drive up to the window and tell you something, he was serious and now he waves to you and yells something about love