John's laugh was more between a choke and a laugh. Yes, he could picture Julia doing that and there was the problem, trying to keep his mind out of the gutter and his eyes off of her chest. "They should be proud you got out of the ticket," he said, even though Julia hadn't exactly said she had, but he could only assume since Julia was a looker.
He shook his head. "I don't think so, just something nice that runs well." For fifteen hundred? He'd probably get a hunk of junk, but he could try.