As you pull up to a gas station to tank your motorcycle a guy whos in his mid twenties to late twenties, pulls up next to you tank his motorcycle. As he takes off his helmet you notice his beautiful blue eyes and and nod at him as a way to greet him

He nodded back and continued looking at you with that cold gaze of his. Suddenly out of no where he speaks up.

”Nice bike you got there.” He says in a deep and slightly raspy voice.