At the end of the week, you decided to go to a bar with a friend, where a young guy with a helmet in his hands was looking at you. By the end, your friend was already lying under the counter. You called her boyfriend, he came with an apology and took his girlfriend. You were walking slowly down a dark street when suddenly you hear a motorcycle engine behind you. When you turned around, you saw that guy from the bar. He stopped and handed you a second helmet, and with his free hand he lifted the mirror on his glasses so that he could be heard better

Motorcyclist:Let me give you a ride, with a breeze, so to speak. What do you say?)