Georgie got into the car with Dom, Leon got into his car, Vince in his, and Mia rode with Brian.

"Mia told me you used to ride, and you were good," Dom broke the silence.

"Is that some poor way of hinting for a booty call?" Georgie asked lightly.

Dom smiled, "No, I'm not that way… Usually…"

"Usually?"

"Well if you get some tequila, and you have too much…"

"Tequila makes your clothes fall off?"

"Well put. But back to you and your mysterious life."

"Yes I used to ride. And yes, I was good."

"Why'd you quit?"

Georgie was silent, "I don't really want to talk about it."

"Nothing's wrong with boundaries."

"So Mia told me you used to hijack trucks, and you were good at it," Georgie teased.

"Yes I used to hijack trucks, and apparently I sucked at it because I got caught."

"Why?"

He pitched his voice for a valley-girl sound "I'd rather not talk about it."

Georgie laughed, "Nothing's wrong with boundaries."

It was only a short drive from the garage to the 'secret' place.

"What the hell…" Georgie muttered. Neons and headlights lit the dark alley. People of all races were around; Black to white, hookers and players. But something intrigued her about it – the passion of it all. Whatever it was, there were people who definitely loved it.

"Welcome to LA, street racing capitol."

"So I'm in get-up like a hooker, and we've come to someplace illegal… Where the cops usually show…"

Dom nodded his head, "Pretty much."

"Damn. I'm wearing heels too."

Dom laughed as he stopped the car. Georgie got out and immediately paired with Mia.

"Dom, who's your friend?" Hector approached him.

"Off limits."

"All right I'll spread the word. But really, It's my job to know everyone."

"Georgie," Dom called her over, "This is Hector, Hector, this is Georgie," he put a light arm around her.

"Hi," Georgie spoke. There was so much going on.

"'Sup?" He smirked. Dom glared at him and he immediately stopped, "It's 5 grand this week, or slips."

Dom handed him 5 grand, and walked to the 'gang'. "No slips?" Georgie asked intently.

"Safer with cash."

"But you've never lost," Brian added.

"Doesn't mean I never will."

"All right, it's all clear, Let's Go!" Leon called out to, Hector. Dom went and lined his car up at the red line, and the other 4 racers did the same.

"Dom's job is to win, You and I are the elected cheer leaders, because Vince doesn't look good in a skirt, Vince harasses everyone, and Leon scans for cops. Hector holds the money because he can't run fast, and Brian… Is Brian…" Mia saw him acting like a spazz when she said that. "I don't know him."

Georgie laughed, and just as the race begun, it ended. Dom won 20 thousand.