Canon is Need For Speed. Brain bleach isn't real, Shelby.

[shelbycobra]

I'm going to go watch every Paul Rudd film ever made until I forget that you made me say that. I love Shane? Are you fucking insane? That's just wrong on so many levels and he would tell you the same thing. What we have is complicated, and sure there's been a lot more we've been doing together since Indianapolis, but it sure as hell isn't love.

If you want me to spend time with a guy, why don't you see if Damien's partner is around. That Michael guy. He seemed like fun, and I like men with British accents.

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[bravoes]

Really now?

[shelbycobra]

Yeah, very much so. [Smirks.] You want to get a drink? I desperately need to forget this dumbass thing my mun made me do.

[bravoes]

A drink sounds lovely.

[shelbycobra]

It's on me then. Probably more than one. I'm glad to see you again.

[bravoes]

Literally or figuratively? [Smirks.]

[shelbycobra]

[Laughs.] For you? It can be both.

[bravoes]

Sounds like an interesting night.

[shelbycobra]

You have my permission to make it one. I don't want to remember anything that happened before you got here. [Shudders.]

[bravoes]

I'll see what I can do about that.

[shelbycobra]

You seem like a guy who'd have some good ideas. [Smirks, but nods to her car - the bright red Shelby Cobra sitting outside.] Come on.

[bravoes]

[He leans in and kissed her lips lightly just to distract her.] Lead the way.

[shelbycobra]

[Distraction achieved. Shelby is quite content as she walks him to her car and unlocks it for them both to get in.] Been a long time since I've had anybody sitting shotgun in this baby. So excuse me if I'm speeding.

[bravoes]

She's a beauty. Fast is good, I like fast.

[shelbycobra]

Thank you, she's kind of my namesake. [Smiles and buckles up.] You wanna see fast? I can give you fast.

[bravoes]

Show me what you got. [Winks and buckles in.]

[shelbycobra]

You asked for it, handsome. [Shelby smirks back at him and guns the engine, going through gear changes with a fluidity that betrays her career as a professional driver. She'll need to find them a bar at some point but right now she's just enjoying getting the hell out of Dodge.]

[bravoes]

Watch it might get my blood pumping too much.

[shelbycobra]

Is that a bad thing? [She asks honestly, easing the car back down to a cruising speed. Clearly she loves it and isn't just going to slam on the brakes.]

[bravoes]

All depends on if you like a man with his adrenaline pumping.

[shelbycobra]

I'll have you know I live on adrenaline. Well, and Gatorade. Where should we go, anyway?

[bravoes]

Oh darling I'm in your hands.

[shelbycobra]

I like how that sounds. And how awesome you make it sound.

[bravoes]

It's the accent.

[shelbycobra]

It is. You attract a lot of women with that? [Present company included obviously, as she parks in front of a small beachfront bar she knows.]

[bravoes]

None that stay about. Most actually end up with Damien.