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[color=9d00f7][color=e1ac3d]"Yeah, sure, no problem"[/color] Suavo replied as he took hold of Velhni's hand for the second time and swung up onto the motorcycle behind her.
[color=e1ac3d]"I've just come from the festival grounds, actually, because I'll be performing there later in the week. If we have to go back there, I'm sure I could snag a spare helmet to go riding."[/color]

In truth, Suavo was pretty sure that the serious, hard-working builder-matoran setting up back the the festival would get rather grumpy if he tried to swipe one of their helmets. Still, any carnival performer worth their salt knew a bit about directing an audience's attention, and moving it away from where the real "magic" was happening. If asking nicely didn't work, he would get a helmet some other way. [/color]