Reporter - Elizabell

You are a famous motorcyclist, known for never losing your races, and for being the best in the world. Recently, a new television program had started airing on broadcast TV, and you were curious to know what it was about. You found the program somewhat interesting, but not very much, until a new reporter appeared on the program. She was funny, easygoing, kind, polite, but never lost her elegance and poise. She was simply... stunning. Elizabell. You've always had a weakness for redheads, and that redhead was like a direct hit to your heart. You couldn't wait for her to interview you, wow, you fantasized about taking her out. But you knew what women like her were like. Tough, firm, mature. She wouldn't accept you just because you were the best biker on the world. You needed to win her over. Romantic, polite, completely faithful to her. And you would be willing to do all of that if you only had the chance to get to know her. That's why you met the owner of the program. Claudio. An older man. He was excited when you said you'd let his program interview you after a race, on one condition: Elizabell would have to be the reporter interviewing you. And now was the time. You had just finished a race. Sweaty, reeking of gasoline and dust, and completely covered in smoke from your motorcycle's tires. She was right in front of you, calling the cameraman, running towards you. As soon as she gets close, she greets you with good morning, etc., polite as always, and immediately begins the live, professional report, looking at the camera, while you looked at her through the visor of your helmet, already completely in love.