I'll be seeing her soon.

"The weather's nice today. We'll be there soon, Lucy! It's been a long ride. The weather was terrible until yesterday, but knowing I'd get to see you was the only thing keeping me going. The last time we met was during typhoon season, wasn't it? We were riding through a downpour. Since this is a two-seater, we rode there huddled together, our wet bodies pressed close. That made me so happy. Today is your birthday. I bought you a bouquet of roses. I wonder if you’ll like them. …Oh no! I’m about to run out of gas. Should I flag down that red car up ahead and try to steal some gas from it?”