<em>Ingrid in the meeting, amused by Ghost</em><br/><br/>"Your bike needs more than polishing with that coughing sputter that it's been doing lately. I thought that it was you at first," she teased lightly. "But it stopped when your bike turned off and then started when you fired it back up."  She was only pulling his leg, but she really did think that he needed to take the time to get his bike checked out.<br/><br/>"And be nice. They're not just fucking whores if they're putting food in your mouth." She frowned. "I really expect these women to be treated with some class. Especially around me. It's not easy spreading your legs for just everyone, at least until you lose all your dignity and self respect."<br/><br/>Ingrid would go upside someone's head. Fast.  She leaned over to kiss Ghost's cheek and snickered.<br/>