"You know, most of this bike was pretty much rebuilt by me. I mean, like, I bought it, but I've changed so much on it, might as well have built it myself..." Jason rambles.

He's sitting on the concrete of his garage. Well, one of them. He has quite a few safe houses with garages. But this one's the good one. At least, Jason thinks so.

It's the good one tonight. Totally has nothing to do with the company he brought with him. It's not every day somebody gets to watch him fixing up his bike.

Jason's bike is his baby. He won't say that out loud.

"Oh, damn it. Some of the paint got scuffed..." Jason rolls his shoulder. "It's small. I'll fix it right up. Damn."