"No firework I've ever seen," Thomas answered her quietly.  He tried to crane his neck to see through the balcony window, but gave it up as a lost cause and moved to the front window of the shop.  

"I don't care about the lights," Michael said, moving to look out the window anyway.  He continued in an undertone to his brother, "I care about traitor bitch."  

"She'll keep, but Auntie Kat is pregnant." 

"So?"

"So, the last time these lights showed up..."

"I... oh.  Alright."  He took one last look around, but then walked right out the door, forgetting about his coffee.  

His brother looked back at Zoey and said "Sorry about the trouble," and then followed Michael, tossing Audrey's helmet unceremoniously to the sidewalk when he got outside.  A moment later their engines roared to life, and a moment after that, Audrey Springer walked in the door, carrying the dropped helmet.  

"The twins were looking for me?" she asked the room at large, then changed her priorities and asked,  "Did anyone see that white thing?"