Lincecum

I started walking carefully to the door, trying not to cross ways with Diego. Thank God, I reached the door safely, where Tim was waiting. He smiled at me and opened the door. We walked out of the building and waited for the valet to get his car. The valet opened the door for me and I got in. He tipped them. While he rounded the car to get into the driver’s seat I looked around his well-kept car.

‘Well, we have something in common.’ I said when he got in and started the engine
‘And what is that?’ he asked curiously
‘We both keep our car impeccably clean.’ I answered
‘Oh my God, Isabella, we have so much in common, I think we should get married!’ he said squealing. I bursted out laughing and hit him lightly on the arm
‘Just drive, Timothy.’ I responded while we were both still laughing
‘So, I was thinking we could eat something.’ he said and I just nodded
‘Where are you taking me?’ I asked him
‘Well, I don’t know; where do you want to go?’ he asked me back
‘I say you take us to one of your favorite restaurants.’ I said. He smiled and nodded
‘Yeah, that’s fine with me.’ he replied
‘Hey can I turn the music up a bit?’ I asked him
‘Sure, I think it’s playing music from my phone, but you can change it right there.’ he told me, pointing to one of the buttons on the dashboard
‘No, that’s fine, let's see what Tim Lincecum listens to.’ I said turning up the volume as Electric Feel by MGMT started playing through the speakers. I couldn’t help but laugh ‘That is so cliché.’ Tim just shrugged and smiled as he kept driving.

The song finished and the next one on the playlist was Lose Yourself by Eminem, which made me get secretly excited. As the song started, I started rapping along to it quietly, without Tim noticing, but when the song got to the chorus, I got a little carried away and Tim heard and interrupted me
‘I can't believe you like this song.’ he said as he stopped at a red light and looked at me with a surprised face
  ‘More like love this song, I adore Eminem.’ I said before continuing to rap to the song ‘“You better lose yourself in the music, the moment you own it, you better never let it go, you only got one shot, do not miss your chance to blow...”’ I continued rapping to the song and started making faces at Tim.

At first, he just shook his head and laughed, but later he started singing along with me. As the song was ending, he found a parking space near the restaurant. As I looked around, I noticed we were in Little Italy. When the car stopped I opened the door, got out and walked towards Tim, who was already waiting for me on the sidewalk. We walked towards a little restaurant called the Stinking Rose.