[ against his back corey can probably feel the soft, quiet chuckle that slips out of julie when he speeds up, but judging by the way she lifts her head a little to get more wind in her hair she's clearly enjoying it. ]

[ when they're parked, julie gets down off the bike and smiles back at him, looking down at his little pride and glory there. ] Nice. [ she shoves her hands in her jacket pockets. ] I don't know shit about bikes, it could be a total piece of shit and I'd have to believe you when you said you totally fixed it up nice.

[ she's joking... ish. she does believe him, because he strikes her as someone who'd be fucking awful at lying, but she'd probably only know if it was in bad shape if the engine sounded real off or something. ]