#scarsdale

(At the bike, he tosses the helmet to August, and gives him a twisted grin while digging out his own) "Hey, you know, maybe there is something to that miracle business after all. I mean, we been out for what, three, four hours, and nothing's brained you, run over your foot, or broken bones yet. That's good, right?"

(Well, except for the 'yet' part, maybe)

(He turns the Bluetooth on and tugs on his helmet, and slaps down the visor, giving August the pack to wear - then climbs on to start the Yahama's engine)

With some trepidation, he suits up and gets on. "Yes, but I have to survive the ride home...."

(Ice is reassuring) "Yeah, that's right, huh? Spoke too soon, maybe." (And once August is situated, they take off. Once again, powering along in the middle of the city on a motorbike being driven at night. He weaves through traffic, and if August wasn't already religious, that alone might have been enough to make him find God. Whether it's silent prayers or Ice's skill, they do arrive back at AH in one piece, and Ice doesn't dismount, letting August off the bike and retrieving his pack. August's leftovers, if any, are sorted out and handed over) "Wasn't so bad, don't think."

August manages to speak over his pounding pulse and short breath. "Yeah. Piece of cake."

(A quick grin, visor up) "You want to do again sometime, know some places, little more exciting. Kind of outside your comfort zone, maybe, but was going that way anyway, can make an outing."

"Think about it."

"Hey, getting on that bike again is outside my comfort zone... but yeah, I'll think about it." He grins.

(He tips a salute, ticking two fingers off the forehead of his helmet. Then the visor is flipped down, and he turns the bike, headed off again onto the streets. Leaving August with some leftovers and an adrenaline high)

(Endscene)