[ After some sword-fighting — shing! shing! shing! — session with the thugs, Trevor quickly grabs Leila and gets on the delivery motorbike. Just kidding, he hit them with a baseball bat he brought from his apartment as a defense weapon. ]

❝Hey, this is McDonald's—AH!❞

[ After putting on the helmet, Trevor speeds off, forcing Leila to wrap her arms around his stomach. ]

❝I-I will report you for stealing—❞

[ Her hair flies back as the wind caresses it, gradually dropping her anxiety. She raises her arms and her eyes savor on the e-lei-gant scenery. (You see what I did there?) ]

[ Trevor slows down after a few minutes and pulls off to the side of the road. ]

❝Woohoo! I haven't had this kind of fun in months.❞

[ He faces her and opens up the helmet, merely to reveal — oh my, she could feel the twin hills on her chest becoming tense. Her ovaries awaken and begin to perform a ritual dance. ]

[ Trevor is indeed a man carved with sugar, spice, and everything nice on the outside. Perfect face, perfect facial hair, and basically the epitome of Prince Charming. Although, he is still the Condom Guy. ]

❝WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?❞

❝¡Que?❞

❝They could have done the R-word on you. Those guys will do anything to feast on their preys. They all conquer the area where I live.❞

[ Trevor then says something under his breath but Leila couldn't figure out what exactly. He said something like, ❝And my anus too.❞ ]

❝For your information, sir, I came to deliver your order. Plus, why the hell are you still living there anyway? Pack up and move to Uranus or something!❞

❝Wait, what order?❞

❝God, you ordered an Egg McMuffin set with drink from McDonald's. I'm the delivery line worker you've been calling.❞

❝I'm sorry, who are you again?❞

❝Is this some sort of a prank? You're getting on my nerves, boy.❞

❝I really don't know who you are.❞

❝Okay, Trevor. You. Ordered. A freaking Egg McMuffin. Half an hour ago. McDonald's delivery line? Leila the Annoying Orange?❞

❝Oh, now I remember you. The most annoying girl I've ever known. Why did McDonald's hire you anyway?❞

❝¡Que?❞

❝Stop trying to flirt me with your French and go away.❞

❝It's Spanish, idiot.❞