[Ain takes this helmet and stares into it like he's never worn one in his life. Doesn't it have chin straps... (no you're thinking of bicycles). Where are the chin straps? (Ain that's a bicycle.)]

She's pretty. You take good care of her. [And then Ain grins, wicked and playful, and loudly says,] I'm so happy to meet your girlfriend finally, haha!

[He fiddles with the helmet. It's thick and heavy, for obvious reasons, and he's going to have to flatten his hair down with it... he can imagine the helmet-hair he's gonna get as a result.]

I can handle more than around the block. [Feeling brave today, are we...] Take me somewhere fun, yeah?