Almost glad for the silence, she was quiet the rest of the time as they headed towards the restaurant. The last time she'd been on the back of one of these seemed to be ages ago but she still remembered how to ride. Once they got there, she got off the bike and took off her helmet, trying to flatten her hair down as much as she could. She didn't know if helmet hair or wind blown hair was worse. She headed inside with him, still not sure what to say.