Damien had been CEO of a company? Wow, Prue never would have pegged him for having been a CEO, inherited or otherwise. "You were lucky to have had any money when you arrived. I didn't have anything except the clothes on my back. At least my sisters were here, though." Sisters. She hadn't yet told Damien she didn't even know Paige had existed until she'd arrived here. That was definitely still a sore subject for her, and she avoided talking about it whenever possible. "Could I see your bike sometime? I have to say I have a bit of a biker girl in me...somewhere." She giggled a bit. It was mostly her astral self that had the biker in her, but Prue wasn't opposed to it at all.
As he smirked at her, Prue smirked back at him. "Well, if you did have something to do with it, that is definitely some power." Seeing the laughter in his eyes was a really nice think to see. Her own eyes were full of amusement, and perhaps a little mischief as well. After all, Damien was using his power to get them to the club faster. Such a thing in her world would have personal gain, a big no-no for her. But here, the rules were different. Here she didn't have to keep secrets. She linked her arm through Damien's and rested her cheek against his shoulder, a warm smile on her cheek. "I'm glad we don't have to keep secrets from each other."