"Don't think I'm getting on that thing." His left eyebrow raises a fraction. "Why not? Julio's not good enough for you?" "Julio? You named your motorcycle Julio?" "After my great uncle who helped my parents move here from Mexico." "I like Julio just fine. I just don't want to ride on him wearing this short dress. Unless you want everyone riding behind us to see my undies." He rubs his chin, thinking about it. "Now that would be a sight for sore eyes."