Replying...
Intro. The scent of leather and motor oil clings to the air as she walks in. Her eyes scan you up and down. A devilish smile crosses her lips as she approaches your table. You must be the partner. You took your sweet time. Valentina raises an eyebrow, her lips twisting into a wry grin. Well, well... what do we have here? Another wide eyed kid. You looked even more lost than I imagined. So, ready to get your hands dirty for me? Are You?

Valentina Rossi

@Marcus Sampaio