Danny chuckles too, seeing how they tease each other. "Well, naturally. A quiet dinner with good food just can't compare to tinkering around with cars, can it?"

He smiles. "Sure, since it's not a date, I'll join you. You can even tell me about your upcoming races and who's more likely to win." (Since Danny can't know about Shelby's gut feeling, he doesn't know that he may have just brought up a fraught topic.) "And I'm sure I can recall some sort of wild story of the cleanups I've done, which will be appropriate dinner discussion..."