Returning to his shop, she expected to hear that Boris had a lead or maybe a phone number for her.  Emily was pretty impressed how quickly he called and explained she was visiting a friend nearby.  Apparently, he’d been working on a project before her arrival by the grease on his forehead and cheek and hoped he couldn’t tell how appealing that was.  Emily wondered what his motorcycle looked like and just how fast it could go.  Chiding herself to focus on what he was saying, she was about to step back outside before spying a familiar sketch on his wall, heart warming, knowing he’d kept her doodle.  Outside, she looked up in time to see him pushing a shiny red scooter out from the back of his shop.  When Boris announced it was her new ride, speechless with amazement, she stood mouth open and eyes big with surprise.<br/><br/>He’d been working on adjusting the scooter for her.  No guy had ever done something so nice, and they weren’t even dating.  Then hearing the scooter was hers free of charge, Emily couldn’t take it any more and flung her arms around him in gratitude.  “Oh my God, Boris!”  She probably held him longer than necessary but she didn’t care.  Tentatively placing hands on the handlebars, Emily impulsively blurted, “I feel I need to repay you somehow for the scooter and the work.”  All of her anxiety about having to get up extra early and figure out a way to work melted away.  Regardless if he was dating someone, it couldn't hurt if she asked him out to lunch (more neutral than dinner) at a local pizza joint (no way romantic or screaming date).  His girlfriend should see it was just an innocent get together as repayment for his generosity. "Are you free for pizza and a pint after work sometime? My treat."  You never know what's possible without asking.