Do as she asks.

“Well, I thought, umm, I guess I could go try now if you want.” You stammer in reply.

“Wow, that would be awesome, thanks.” The then seems to dismiss further comment by starting to whistle a little tune you don’t recognize.

You throw on your coat and head out into the rain and after about an hour you finally get the bike out and walk it back to your place. You are soaked and filthy, and more than a little pissed that she never came out to help you. Then as you walk inside drenched you see her sitting on your couch drinking a beer and watching 2 guys double team a blond in some obviously pay per view porn on your tv. “I got… what the hell?” You stammer amazed.

She looks at you and laughs, “Wow you are drenched. Go take a shower, I’ll make you some coffee. Or would you rather have a beer?”

You can’t even speak you are in such a state of confusion and rage.