"That's slightly irresponsible..." Devynn observed, standing. "Do you have a helmet?"
"If we spend our lives worrying about how responsible we seem to other people, we miss having fun, being responsible is for the people running things, I figure they get paid to run things and deal with problems, I should help them earn their money" she untied her apron and tossed it on the counter "would it surprise you if I said no?" she grinned "yeah...I do, I keep a spare with me too"she walked out and opened the seat compartment, under it there were quite a few things, a small tool box, a two liter bottle full of gasoline, a skimpy two piece bathing suit, a few items that would make most people blush when they noticenoticed them , a bottle of vodka,a few other things, and a pair of helmets she put hers on
(where the bat ears are there are slots for bunny ears instead)
(you have every say what your helmet looks like if you so choose)
(crotch rocket, 750cc burnt orange)