Michael's hair suddenly become noticeably thinner and...not as healthy looking when he heard Diane, as it also changed to grey." "D-Diane?" He stuttered, worry flooding his face. Oh no oh no oh no.<br/><br/>Don't get hm wrong, normally, under any other circumstance, he would be elated by her randomly showing up. He didn't tell anybody he was here for a reason! And that.....uhh....why didn't he want people to know? He forgot, due to said elation kicking in, his hair kicking back into it's normal wild and red self. "Diane!" He smiled, hugging her.  "...Yeah, are you gonna be racing?" He asked, suddenly wondering why he was here. He didn't tell<span style="font-style: italic">anybody</span>he was gonna be entering the race, so it's not like she knew he was gonna be here. He shook his head, figuring that as long as his dad didn't show up, he would be fine.<br/><br/>"And yeah, you might be right." He told Douglas, turning his attention to the older man. "If me being loud annoys him that mch when we'll all in the hangar, then I can probably knock him out of the race within a few seconds."