Bastian drives his motorbike at an average speed, even slowly very slowly because he likes Irina to hug his stomach so much, that he doesn't want this to end soon.
"Sorry I have to hug you like this, I'm afraid to fall!" said Irina rather loudly so that Bastian would hear her.
Bastian smiled. "It's okay I feel lucky!"
Irina frowned. "Lucky?"
"Yeah, because I got your hug!" Bastian grinned. "When else will I get a hug from a pretty girl like you? Am I lucky now?"
Irina smiled blushing, blushing when Bastian called her pretty. She chose to remain silent and still hugged his stomach because she was really afraid of falling.
"When was the last time you rode a motorcycle?" asked Bastian.