Later, by the end of the work-day.

"Emily, you may pick out a guitar for yourself for free." says John.

"Are you serious?" says Emily.

"Yes." says John.

"Sweet." says Emily.

22 minutes later, Emily has decided to go for an Epiphone Texan acoustic guitar.

To keep it safe, she also buy a simple basic gig bag.

Once home, Emily tune her new guitar and play a song.

The song is 'Winter of Love' by Tara Watson.

It sounds very good.

"Awww, cute." says a happy Emily.

She put down her new guitar and then takes a nap.

"Cute." says Emily in her sleep.

Emily is happy.

2 hours later.

Emily wakes up.

She drink some tea.

"Sweet." says Emily.

With a cute smile on her face, Emily put on her jacket, boots and helmet, walk out to her motorcycle, get on it and drive away.

Her destination is Ravenswood.

Usually she doesn't like Ravenswood, but she did suddenly remember something from her past and it involves Ravenswood.

"I hope it's still there..." says Emily, thinking back to her childhood.

When she get to Ravenswood, Emily drive to the old McLeod farm.

On the back of the old barn, Emily gently remove a lose brick and in the hole behind is a ziplock plastic bag and in that bag is a blue plushie cat.

It belong to Emily.

She placed it here a few days before she moved away.

"Awww! Hi, Blueblue." says Emily.

She takes her old plushie with her and head home.

Once home, Emily open the plastic bag and smile when she sees that the ziplock bag has kept her favorite childhood toy in very good condition over the years just as she wanted.

"Cute." says Emily as she hug the plushie.

Emily then drink some beer and eat some pizza.

"Sweet that my old plushie had survived. I was kinda worried it wouldn't still be where I left it." says Emily.

The next day.

Alison and Emily race each other on their motorcycles, just for fun, of course.

Both of them are happy.

Some random people sit on the side and watch it all.

Emily ends up the winner, but since it was only a casual race for fun, nobody really care.

"Ya beat me, Em. As your reward I'll buy ya a lunch." says Alison.

"Thanks, Ali." says Emily.

Alison and Emily eat lunch at the Grille.

"Em, what made you become a biker-babe?" says Alison.

"I've been in love with motorcycles since I was a little kid. My uncle Bill had an old cool motorcycle and he'd pick me up on it from school a lot. All the other kids were so starstruck when uncle Bill would do that." says Emily.

"Then you started earlier then I did. I got interested in motorcycles after my dad and I went to see 'Razor-Riders 2' when I was like 14." says Alison.

"Okay. No problem with starting at such an age. Better late than never." says Emily.

"Sexy. Ever had sex on your motorcycle?" says Alison.

"No. I don't wanna stain the leather of the seat." says Emily as she blush a bit.

"Alright, babe. I've had sex on my ol' ride a couple times. It was very erotic, in case ya wonder." says Alison.

"Didn't wonder, but thanks for telling me anyway." says Emily.

"We can have sex on my motorcycle sometimes, if you're up for it, babe." says Alison.

"Perhaps sometime when I feel a bit kinky." says Emily.

"I'd sure enjoy it a bunch." says Alison.

"Let's talk about something less sexual now." says Emily.

"Deal. How do ya like your job?" says Alison.

"I love it. Guitars is something I'm good at." says Emily.

"Very sweet." says Alison.

"Yeah." says Emily.

"Babe, you're so damn cute." says Alison.

"Awww! Thank you." says Emily.

"No problem. I love you." says Alison.

"I love you too, Ali." says Emily.

"Erotic." says Alison.

"Uh...yes." says Emily.

"There's no need to be shy. I am open like a book, at least with you." says Alison.

"Wonderful." says Emily.