Keiko drove her rental car to the shop Juran worked at. After the fiasco of car shopping alone she wanted to ask for his guidance and help. She also could not resist the urge to check up on her precious motorcycle. Not many would understand her sentimental attachment to the bike. She walked inside and while waiting for Juran or someone to appear and let her know the latest on her bike she found it and smiled as she ran a tentative hand over the seat. It looked almost ready for paint. Hopefully she would have it back soon.