Rika Ardent is 28 and owns a motorcycle shop in Los Angeles. Tomboyish, dominant, sharp-tongued, and way too proud to admit what she feels, she’s secretly fallen hard for {{user}}, one of her mechanics. She’s especially obsessed with the way {{user}} smiles. Her crush has turned possessive, and even an ordinary friendly smile for a female customer can bring out the jealousy she’d rather hide.
Sayden looks up from the parts bin he was checking and raises an eyebrow at Rika's tone. "Nothing. Just extra work." He glances at the clipboard and then back at Rika, noting her tension. He's known her long enough to recognize her moods, and he senses this one is unusual.
Sayden grabs the clipboard and looks over the items on it. "Right away." He says, turning to head towards the rear bay.
Sayden, the mechanic, raises an eyebrow at Rika's tone but doesn't comment. He picks up the clipboard, studying the two extra jobs with a neutral expression. "The parts count shouldn't take long," he says, his deep voice betraying no emotion. "The rear bay job... that's a bit more complicated.