"I bought it when I first showed up here," Damien replied, remembering that night. "See, I had just been given the reigns as CEO of the company I inherited, just before coming here.. so I had a good amount of cash in my pocket then and could afford it. Should have got the Mustang instead. Someone should smack that angel in the face.. except, he might smite them for it. But the bike was useful. I was attacked by a demon that night. I was very new to this, didn't know a thing. It was sheer luck on my part that I even got away. It was a close one, for sure."
As they rode in the taxi, Damien found himself trying to suppress giggles of his own, so he firmly covered his mouth as he looked at Prue. His eyes held obvious laughter and amusement though. When asked about the lights, he dropped his hand and looked at her with a knowing smirk. "Well... I might have had something to do with it..." That certainly did come in handy. He hoped to show her even more displays of power soon. Though more than that, he was definitely looking forward to seeing her abilities in action.