It's Brittany, Bitch | Ερις (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} eristic) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} paxletalelogs, |
She made a yummy sound - a slow mmmm - at the mention of the Harley. The man had good taste, she could give him that much. The mention of a picture cracked another smile on her face, a quirk of true amusement, and she gave a nod. "That's a shame."
A brow lifted at the next bit, turning the smile into a smirk. He was definitely catching her interest; today was turning out to be a very good day. Probably the best she'd had since she'd moved into Pax Letale. "Yeah, I like speed, but sometimes it's not all about getting there as fast as you can. I know I like a good, long ride every now and again."
"On the nose," she acquiesced, the helmet swinging from her fingertips like a child with a bouncy ball. "Someone been saying nasty things about the chick with the motorcycle?"