"How about this one, Mouse?" Cross-Country asked his daughter. The nearly identical pair was sitting at the kitchen table going over numerous sponsorship proposals that had been offered.
"Alcoholic beverage, Dad. You know I don't go for that," she told him after glancing at the papers.
"Good catch, Punkin. I didn't even see that," he replied. He added the papers to a stack of other offers that had been rejected.
The two most important members of Team Blais Racing were sitting at the kitchen table going over a large stack of sponsor proposals. A number of her sponsorship contracts had ended over the winter, and she was deciding which ones that she would take up this year.
Cross-Country had gotten her started racing motorcycles at the same time his brothers got his nephews started, but Trini had stuck with it over the years.
She took a sip from her mug of hot tea, and picked up another proposal. She saw the letterhead and just balled it up; tossing it over her shoulder and across the room into the garbage can without looking.
"What was that one, Mouse?" Cross-Country asked.
"Extensive Enterprises," she snorted.
"Naked ghost1?" he asked incredulously.
Trini laughed. "Naked ghost, Dad."
"They had the balls to offer you a sponsorship proposal; knowing that you have a permanent sponsor by the Joes?" he asked.
"They've got guts and nuts, but nobody said that they had brains," Trini giggled. "I'll give them credit for audacity, though."
"This is true," he replied as she leaned back and yawned, stretching and popping her back.
"It's one-thirty in the morning, Mouse. Go on and go to bed. The rest of these will wait until later," he told her.
"Alright," she sighed, standing up and stretching, her fingers almost touching the ceiling. At six foot five and a quarter inches tall, she was nearly as tall as he was. Only an inch separated them in height.
"Don't stay up too late, Dad. I'm about tapped out of excuses to explain your oversleeping with Blondie this month."
"I won't, punkin," he laughed, rising and hugging her. He turns her and nudges her towards the staircase.
"Go on, Mouse. I'll lock up in here and I'll be up in a few minutes," he told her.
1 Naked Ghost- No sheet? An inside joke between Cross-Country and his daughter