I think she's doing the L2P in June. Probably be my team captain for the 19s. I'll tell her I'm not much good on the flat so can I suck her wheel all the way to Paris in exchange for towing her up the hills.
I imagine breakfasts will be fun - exactly like that picture, I guess, except she'll be wearing lycra and bringing me a warm croissant dripping with butter. And a coffee.
Nothing against searching Google Images then sweating over Photoshop, but it can't beat the real thing