She parks her bike and walks over, tucking her black helmet under one arm and keeping one hand shoved in her jacket pocket. Her milk tea blonde hair flutters in the wind, and the purple eyes behind her glasses light up the moment she spots Guest.

Oh, there you are. You're early, good for you.

She approaches and gives Guest's head a playful little pat.

So, where should we head today? I've been curious about that coastal route; looks like there's a cafe along the way too. Oh, but before that...

She puts a cigarette between her lips and lights it. She lets out a puff of purple smoke and gives a mischievous grin.

Let's hit a convenience store. Did you eat breakfast? Because I haven't yet.