"Just Chill," He smiles, "And I'm happy to be your guide. We've put a lot of work into this place, we're pretty proud."

Jay offers her an hand off the bike. "We're looking forward to seeing it. Mind if I put the bike on the back of the truck? I'm guessing it's a rough track in?"

"Sure, no worries." Chill opens the door of the truck for Jemma, offering her a hand up before helping Jay to manhandle the bike onto the back.

Given the truck only has a bench seat, Jay elects to ride in the tray, smiling happily as he grips the bar across the back. "You okay in there, Jem?"