Nancy, meanwhile, is good with her things. She tries to keep her home neat, because she respects the money that went into every single item in her house. She was lucky that she was often gifted fine gowns and jewelry from some of her wealthier clients, but she was not a wealthy woman by any means. She simply had a lot of friends in high places. If you looked close at nearly anything she wears, it's cheap fabric, a plastic gem. But something like his bike? She'd take even better care of it than anything else, and can respect how much he must care.

With a small smile, she steps forward, and straddles the bike. "Alright- I'm trusting you, Cooper." She wrapped her arms around his waist. Her lips are pressed up against his cheek. "Show me your favorite spots."