<span style="font-style: italic">“Just so you know I don’t want you to feel like you always have to cook... But I do occasionally like surprises.”</span><br/><br/>Before Rimion could get a word out of his lips, small fingers poked at his back. Turning around, he saw a little old lady with a huge smile on her face.<br/><br/>"Mr. Wistfang... Is it?" She asked, her tone was soft and sweet. Reaching into her pocket as Rimi knelt to see her face to face. Perfectly for her to whisper some good news. "No driving tests today. Happy driving!"<br/>Slowly, Rimi turned over to Max with a big grin on his face. Flashing his new and improved driver's license at Max's face. "Oh yeah! We are A-GO for my car! But..." Shoving his license into his pocket, Rimi pulled Max close to him, kissing him on the lips. "I want you to know that though you're getting me a car... You're the one getting some well deserved affection and pleasure."<br/><br/>Taking Max by the hand, he pulled the man to his car, "Shall we have a race then?"