[Snorting with brimming amusement, Caesar takes his sweet damn time climbing off the machine, bracing himself by Jojo's warm shoulders, and climbs to his feet. His entire body buzzed with the remaining vibrations from the engine, why yes, it was too hot all of a sudden and the quiet thrumming through his body was definitely pleasant. He could get used to that. Tugging his sunglasses from his pocket, he places them on and goes about retrieving their delicious lunch from the saddlebags.]

For your sake I sure hope so. In the incredibly rare even of a legitimate date, you'd offer to carry your intended miles across the piping hot sand. Remember that, little Jojo.

[He smirked. What a wonderful time to be alive and utterly annihilate your friend's ass once again. It sure was the kind of nice day for it. Basket in hand, he offers his other to Jojo.]

Shall we? If the journey is too much for you I have some drinks that'll replenish you in no time.