But I can’t ride one of those!
Sure you can, just hop on so we can get outta here!
I think it’s buckled to the post.
Here, use these! (Harry retrieved a pair of bolt cutters from his bag. He had already used them on the store door chain. Sirens heard in the distance.)
(Jesse cut off the bike lock and Harry jumped on the back of the scooter. Harry motioned for him to get in front of him.)
So I’m supposed to drive?
(Sirens heard getting closer.)
Yes, you idiot!
(Sirens closed in.)
Never mind, just get down on the ground and hope they’re real cops.