Alice was fast. Perhaps the fastest Human alive. Even faster than the inferior machine of Japanese make that Rui-Ling was riding, like a modern John Henry except she would never die. But of course, being the gracious lady that she was, Alice decided to humor him and get on the bike, pointing forward.

"Kukuku~ yes, I will grace you with my presence. Now, servant, drive me to my destination post-haste," she ordered with the confidence and bigness of an American CEO who was also a cowboy.

Of course, she arrived quickly and not at all scared from being on a motorcycle, legs trembling and positively jellylike with excitement. She stumbled with Rui-Ling towards the sound of the gunshot, determined not to leave her incapable and incompetent cohort alone lest he find himself in a situation too sticky to get himself out of. What would these other chasers do without her?