He'd spotted Alicia walking up, but up close he realized how much of a looker this girl was. His mind whirled like a computer scanning files. He remembered seeing her and her...father? This man probably was, if not some May-December romance going on, but he doubted that. From the word 'papi' he was certain his earlier assessment was on the nose. Either way, she was one to watch. Tank gave a casual smile to Alicia. "[color=007236]'preciate it.[/color]" he said. 

As if on cue, he turned just in time to see a girl now standing right onto of the fence next to the courtyard. “[color=9e0b0f]Yo, hot rod! Next time take the scenic route! People are partyin’ here. Or are you some king of the street that you’re too important to pay attention to road block signs? Have some manners, bro.[/color]” she called to him, then jumped down and gave him a hard stare. He did nothing but play around with the toothpick in his mouth for a moment, before he smiled as if she was being just precious at the moment. "[color=009966]What kinda party would it be without some danger?[/color]" he said, then pointed at the crowd now filtering back to the roadblock like tossed water inevitably flowing back. "[color=009966]Besides, showing manners to them wasn't really my goal. You guys weren't really my target. Sorry 'bout that.[/color]" Tank sounded much too calm and nonchalant to be any kind of actual remorseful. 

Then the other girl walked over. Blonde, rougher looking. “[color=olive]What’s got you so kumbaya?[/color]” she asked the good latina. She then glared at him every chance she got it seemed. He decided just to stare at her dead on for a moment, before taking the toothpick out of his mouth with his free hand. "[color=009966]Maybe because I ain't done anything wrong yet.[/color]" he said, flicking the toothpick off onto the side of the courtyard. "[color=009966]Believe me, if I wanted to fuck shit up. I would.[/color]" He gave another nod and grin to the nice one. "[color=009966]Thanks again.[/color]" Tank then strolled over and set his bike on her patio, hearing her father's voice. "[color=f26522]Hey, did you actually tell that guy he could park his bike in your patio?[/color]" He turned his bike's radio off as he continued to make his way and whistled. Seems he's already made an impression on a few people. Who'da thought one little bike trick would make him so popular? A bit of movement to the side had his eyes immediately scanning. That girl was extremely muscled, he noted.

He set his bike down and took the keys, slipping them in his pocket and making his way back towards the table where the others just were. He slipped his little toothpick box out of his sleeve like a card trick and set it down for anyone to grab one if they wanted. "[color=009966]Hey if y'all need help with anything I'm cool for it. 'least I can do.[/color]"