Alright...here is a little tidbit from when Alex runs into Blake for the first time years...

“Get on your bike? In this?” I move my hand, perfoming a perfectly executed Vanna White demonstration of the black and whited stripe pencil skirt I’m wearing. Does he not understand the simple design of the pencil skirt? There’s no way in hell I’m going to be able to straddle that bike seat. And I’m pretty sure I can’t side-saddle it either, not with those pesky safety laws. Nope...there’s absolutely no way in hell I’m getting on that stupid ass bike. “Not gonna happen buddy.”

“Alex, if I have to pick you up, put you over my shoulder, and physically place you on my bike, I will. So yes, it’s gonna happen. You can either do so with dignity, or we can do it my way. Your choice.”