"Well, sister, this is my first ride, but so far I'm not impressed." People had talked about weird occurrences and the occasional monster, but for the most part, that just sounded like home.

He threw up his hands in surrender as he pushed away from the column. "Okay, okay. All I'm saying is in my experience, spandex and teams means you do a lot of peoples' dirty work, and maybe you should at least get paid for it." He shrugs. "I've been doing it for a few decades, but what do I know?" He didn't look a day over 25, but looks could be deceiving.

"Either way, the welcome committee could be a lot harder on the eyes. I can say it's terrible to meet you, Betsy."