Alice smiled at the fact that everything seemed so...normal. Maybe, with Vincent, she had a chance of living a real life. Not saying that there had to be anything more between them...although she wasn't outlawing that...but she could finally be herself. For the first time in a long time, she felt hope...which was rare. She grinned at the large tip she saw, and grew to respect him even more. When he said they would go shopping, she hesitated a little bit. She hadn't been shopping in decades, but finding something new might be nice.<br/><br/>However, when they got outside and she saw the motorcycle pull up, she gasped and smiled brightly. It was the first real beaming smile that she had given in over 60 years, and she clapped her hands in excitement.<br/><br/>"I've always wanted to ride a motorcycle!"<br/><br/>She suddenly felt like a child again, and when he gave her the helmet, she put it on eagerly and waited for him to get on. Swinging her leg over, she wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her body against his back. Her soft breasts were bra-free, but she didn't think about it. Wrapping her legs forward to touch his thighs, she smiled as they sped away.<br/><br/>When they arrived at the stores, she was high from the wind in her hair and the excitement of even that short ride. She got off and took off the helmet to shake her windblown hair out. Her eyes were bright, her cheeks pink from the air, and she was still smiling as her red curls flew around her pale face. Handing the helmet back to Vincent, she turned and looked at the store.<br/><br/>"Ready?"