With Quinn hearing me say that, she nodded pensively as she understood it from my point of view then she just let out this sigh of sorts while looking at me with pity:
"Ah, fuck. That really sucks. Like really fucking sucks! Well, for you, anyway— OH! You haven't done drag in Mr. Cuervo's games, right?!"
"I haven't, no. And don't look at me like that, it's totally not like you."
"S-Shut up! I can't just offer blowing you all the time but that's it! The next time he holds another major event, we'll race for pink slips and make a fucking killing! We'll split it 100-0 but in a good way!"
"Hah?! How'd that even work?! 100-0?!"
"Yeah! In favor of me, of course!"
"I'm heading back—"
"Huh? C'mon! I'll build you the car and you'll be the one behind the wheel! With each car you win me, that's how many times I'll let you do me no questions asked! See?! Isn't that the best thing in the world? Kinda hot too, if you ask me~"