Stop by and you can meet the boys. Digger had said. Well here I am, fresh and fruity, early in the morning.
Melissa had been looking forward to this. Seeing another part of town at first, then the possibility of meeting all Crusaders. Sure they're a nice bunch of guys, not only blood crazed pit fighters. Or not at all. She wears her leather jacket again, hopefully not looking too sweet. She took a cab to the Prophecy Motorcycles. She has no car at the moment, and who knows... she might be buying a motorbike soon.
Let's see if I fit in with the pack first.
Since she has no idea where she is supposed to go, she just enter the retail area of the club. 'Hello,' she says to no one in particular when stepping inside.