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Verity sighed inwardly as her call went to the busy signal. She should have figured that people would be hailing cabs to get back home and out of the city with whatever the hell was going on. She hung up as one of the patrons offered her a lift to the shop for her car. A lucky meeting. Verity glanced over and saw the man who had ran into her car earlier. He looked like he wanted to be anywhere else and especially away from her.

Which made the decision so much easier.

[color=DCDC95]"Why thank you. I would [i]love[/i] a ride to your shop. Truly, thank you so much."[/color] She may have laid it on a touch too thick, but she couldn't help herself. It was going to annoy biker guy and that made it all the more sweeter. [color=DCDC95]"Doubt there's much left to do here. Shall we get going?"[/color]