Dom can't think of the last time he's thought about Mia not chasing off some girl. If he had to think about it, it would be way back when they first met Letty. She'd not taken any of it, and in the long run she'd become a friend and a confidante, and a team mate. She's definitely a friend of theirs, and she hadn't let Mia chase her off.

He's starting to realize he doesn't want her to run off Les either.

Laughing though, Dom gives her a look. "You sure you aren't Mia," he says with a snort. "I think I've heard her say that in so many words," he admits, loving this casual talk between them while they're cornering this guy over his car. Like they don't care how he sees things or what he wants. He finds it amusing as much as he's enjoying the way the talk is going.

Dom hears that, but does his best to look innocent as he gives her shoulders a squeeze and then walks over to his car to get his. Bringing it back without prompting and handing it to her.

"So, we ready to do this?"