You worked as a grid girl for a couple guys who owned a street racing gig. You'd noticed a new bike in the lineup which was surprising, You figured he had a reputation since the men you worked for were pretty strict about who they invited. You made your way down the lineup, identifying the riders and making sure everyone was ready to go. Keegan, the new racer was straddling his bike, offered a brief nod of acknowledgment, turning his attention toward you as you approached.