"-there's nothing big," she admits, focusing on finding a good rest for her feet. "There's cleaning the shop and boxing some clocks to ship, and a late call from a customer to-"

To what, she doesn't fill in, since Bennu speeds off and she's grappling for a grip around his front, making only a small yelp. And it's, it's not bad, in a heart-in-throat and blurred cars and confusing rush kind of way. She'd never even thought to ride a bike before, so why...

Except she's supposed to be searching for something, and squinting through the traffic shows he is still in the business part of town. Most she can't make out, but she remembers to try and prod his rib when makes out what proves to be a small bakery restaurant.