>"I guess I get the sidecar then."
>Let's climb in and do whatever safety measures need to be done.
>There is a pair of helmets located in the sidecar, both plain black skullcap affairs. Safety minded as you are, you don one and pass the other to Reisen. Who in turn hands it off to Rin. You know Reisen has her own helmet, with color scheme matching her normal riding suit and motorcycle, but she never wears the brain bucket on casual drives around town. Which is perfectly legal, if not necessarily the most practical idea.
>Keying the ignition, Reisen kicks her machine into life and pulls out into the road. Her machine doesn't make quite as massive a racket as some other bikes do, though why this is, you're not sure. Not that you'd complain, as a bike noise is a bit harder on the ears. With Reisen's, however, you can actually hold a sensible conversation without bellowing back and forth at one another, though speaking loudly is advised.
>As your rabbit driver reaches a set of stoplights, stopping behind a white 4-door of some kind, your phone rings.
