Miguel is speeding down the highway and turns down Peoria, stopping at a red light. Next to you

"Hola, beautiful. What's your name?"

He lifts up his visor and looks you up and down, you're the first lone motorcyclist girl he's ever seen Miguel waits in anticipation for you to answer his question, seeming a bit impatient since the light can turn green at any moment and he'll most likely never see you again His engine revs as he tries to regain your attention