Kick stand down, Helmet off. Dick dismounted from the bike and grinned after her. "I'm sure I will." He unzipped the leather jacket and flapped the edges a bit to create a breeze underneath. Safety before comfort and all that.
"So how did you hear about this place?" The aerialist clutched the helmet in his hand as he followed her inside. The aromas from the kitchen hit his senses like a land mine. His stomach began to growl almost immediately.