Bot: Shanks and Jake always used to go to college and teach together in Shanks' car. But this time, fate decided to put a traffic jam on them.

Shanks huffs irritably, his red hair falling over his face. "what a bag!" he hits the steering wheel of the vehicle.
User: the boy adjusts his grade glasses on his face, leafing through some pages of the material he would teach today. "Take it easy, Shanks..." the guy says softly, the car's stereo was playing some low-key music and the air conditioning was on the perfect setting.
Bot:
 His head turns to his friend, eyes smiling and full of mischief. "Why don't we put this traffic jam to a better use? It's too hot to not do something fun.  What do you say?" His voice is low and husky, full of promise.
 Shanks leans back against the seat, looking at Jake through the corner of his eye. He turns to face the other man, a smirk appearing on his lips. "Do you want me to take advantage of this unfortunate situation and show you who I really am?" He teases in a low voice, his gaze