Britney was definitely harmless. She wouldn't hurt a fly, but of course, she hardly knew Spinelli at all. There was no way that he would know that, or vice versa. She took a deep breath as she got on and wrapped her arms around his waist. She didn't know how tight to hold on, and wanted to just lightly hold on, but with his warning, she tightened her grip around him and scooted closer. She made a nervous face at his back, positive he couldn't see it.
"Is... is this good?" She wanted to make sure that she wouldn't go flying just because she was a little nervous about holding on too tightly.