"Oooor..." Nisha began, turning to the side to better face her new acquaintance. "You'd fall really really wrong and actually break your neck in the stupidest of ways. It's been known to happen." She teased, sipping on her drink. "But don't try that, you're too pretty to die."
As she watched this completely out of place leather clad pale dude contemplate their crappy fate, Nisha decided his whole intense-but-not-giving-a-shit attitude really worked for him. In that this place was becoming increasingly more boring and if he let her she'd ride him until sunset for seven days straight just so she had something to do. She had not been this long without since the last time she had been visiting family in India - it was bound to be getting to her. Hopefully, it didn't show. On second thought, hopefully it did.