*grin* This is a designated time now?
I want to get a whiff of the hotness, but the angle of the shot is throwing me. And the fact that someone obviously drove by and threw buckets of EVOL on this poor hapless dude. How he's not going up in flames is beyond me.

Show me a smoldering glance or a certain turn of the neck and my engine revs. This? eh, not my cuppa. But that just leaves more imaginary time for you.