Mak goes to the garage to help with the car. Mak and Letty put the decal on the car while Vince, Leon, and Dom work on setting up the NOS. Dom, Letty, and Leon leave to get food while Mak and Vince work on another car. Mak rolls out from under the car that she is working on before Vince walks over to her. Mak moves some hair out of her face as they look at each other before she pulls his shirt off and they kiss. As they are kissing Vince's hands make their way down her butt before stopping right below it and picking her up causing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Mak waves around the rag in her hand as Vince carries her over to the couch in the corner. They then go back to kissing and one thing leads to another.
The next day they are at the garage because the car is done.
"You ready for this?" Letty asks as Brian, Dom, and Mak get into the car. They are driving around testing everything thing out before they come to a red light and pull up beside a Ferrari.
"Nice car. What's the retail on one of those?" Brian asks the guy driving.
"More than you can afford, pal," The guy says as he revs his engine. "Ferrari."
"Smoke him," Dom tells Brian causing Mak to smile in excitement. As soon as the light turns green they take off. The cars stay side by side until there is two cars in front of them. Brian has to weave through traffic in the other than before they are beside the Ferrari again in front of the two cars. Brian then takes the lead and leave them in the dust. They pull up to a restaurant and get out before the Ferrari finally passes by.
"So, what's wrong, Brian?" Dom asks as Brian plays with his shrimp.
"Nothing, man, I'm fine," Brian answers him.
"Come on. Obviously something's off," Mak says.
"Look, I have my good days and bad days just like anybody else," Brian tells them.
"Brian, don't lose that cool of yours. That's your meal ticket," Dom tells him.
"My meal ticket? I can't pay for my own shrimp?" Brian questions him.
"I got the shrimp," Mak says as she pulls the tray towards her.
"No, that's one thing about me you don't understand. I don't take handouts. I earn my way, every step. I just gotta earn something extra on the side, like you both," Brian rants before he eats some of the shrimp.
"What do you mean, like us? What's that supposed to mean?" Dom questions him.
"That's what I mean," Brian says.
"What does that mean, like us?" Mak asks him while sharing a confused look with Dom.
"Don't try..." Brian starts and Mak glares in warning for him not to get too riled up. "I'm not stupid, all right? I know that there's no way you paid for all that shit you got under the hood..." Dom motions for him to quiet down. "There's no way you paid for what's under the hood of those cars by doing tune-ups and selling groceries. Whatever it is you're in on, I want in on it, too." Dom and Brian stare at each other before Dom looks at Mak and she nods. Dom then reaches into his shirt pocket and pulls out a piece of paper before handing it to Brian. "Well, what is this?"
"Read it," Dom tells Brian.
"What is this for?" Brian asks as he looks at the paper.
"It's directions. To Race Wars. We'll see how you do. Then we'll talk," Mak answers with an excited smile.