"Yeah, especially considering I know what you look like," he said, smiling so she'd know he wasn't taking her comment seriously. At least, he hoped it conveyed that, although he wasn't really sure. If she was better at reading emotion than him, she'd notice a bit of a nervous edge in him as well.

It made sense that she wouldn't want to leave her motorcycle at Tinker's Lot. Jay was from New York, and while he often worked on things at Tinker's Lot, the idea of leaving a project overnight and expecting it to be there the next day seemed bizarre to him. After all, in New York people would probably steal an air freshner if it was sitting out in the open, so something that potentially had real value wouldn't stand a chance.

"Yeah, that's fine. I wouldn't leave it either. I'm from New York, the idea of leaving anything where someone could take it goes against all my instincts."