"It may be yellow, but that's what makes it the perfect sport car. Since you're a noob who'll be racing against professionals, it's crucial you race in a bright car so they can see and avoid crashing into you if it comes to that." The man was still babbling without looking at her.
Suddenly, he realized she hadn't said a word the entire time and paused, raising his eyes to look at her face.
Thinking she was plotting something, he sneered.
"My eyes are up here and whatever you're thinking will not work. The boss himself asked you to race."
"Begging him to let you pay instead won't work. So don't waste your time and just get into the car, the race will be starting soon."
He then paused to speak with someone. "Hey, bring her gears."
A racing suit along with other things were brought.
Once she changed into the suit, put on the gloves and held her helmet in one hand, he proceeded to strap her in.
Then leaned forward to hand her her racing wire.
