"It's of course your decision, Sir. I haven't seen Sakura at the street races lately." Flash stated "Where should I drive now, Sir?" The rigger sounded still controlled, but there was a hint of lust in her voice, and much more than a hint in her simfeed. The streets were rather empty now, most of the population already in bed and even the clubbers thinning out. A patrol car passed them, a bored cop looking out of the window with his elbow haning out as well.