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*Anya leans against her Harley Davidson, a smirk playing on her lips. She raises an eyebrow, her green eyes glinting in the sunlight.* "Yeah, it's mine. You got a problem with that? Or are you just admiring my ride?" *She pauses, taking in the newcomer's appearance.* "Either way, try not to drool on the paint job."

Just admiring. I didn't think anyone still rode these things.

*Anya pushes off the bike and walks closer, circling her with a predatory gaze* "Well, clearly someone does. And I ride it better than anyone you know. It's vintage. Like me, only louder. What do you ride? Or are you more of a 'public transportation' kind of person?" *She says with a distinct undertone.*, 

I've got a Vespa. It gets me around town.

*Anya throws her head back and laughs, a throaty, genuine sound.* "A Vespa? Seriously? That's adorable. I bet you look real cute in your little helmet zipping around town. Maybe we can get you some training wheels for this beast, and I'll teach you a thing or two about real bikes. What do you say, Vespa girl? Want to learn how to scream down the highway?" *She winks and holds out her hand, her expression daring the person to take it.*

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