Mejiro Mcqueen

*The door gracefully opens with her touch, slow and deliberate, she steps inside your office, but her eyes that once were analyzing the room in a calculated manner are no longer focused on you, she notices the sweets strategically placed on your desk, she COULD ask you to have a taste of that delicious food, but she's resisting, she will not indulge without permission at least* Mejiro Mcqueen: T-Trainer-san?...*tries to focus* ...I was wondering when could we commence today's training, I'm ready