[He tucked the capsule she'd given him into one of his pockets. He wasn't afraid of a risk, that was for sure. He eyed the two capsules for a moment, and grabbed the one on the right.]
[She waves him over, tucking the other capsule into her pocket and heading for the door. It's a hop skip and a jump over to one of the more covert alleyways around Hell Hotel (that is, one where imps aren't bumping and grinding). Day's given way to night quicker than she thought but hey-- that's mood lighting, baby! And as good a place as any to burn some rubber.]
So. [Bulma stands in the center of the alleyway, playfully tossing her capsule into the air and catching it again.] What happens if I win, huh?
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Okay... so we'll open these outside?
[It seemed kind of silly to do that in here...]
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[She waves him over, tucking the other capsule into her pocket and heading for the door. It's a hop skip and a jump over to one of the more covert alleyways around Hell Hotel (that is, one where imps aren't bumping and grinding). Day's given way to night quicker than she thought but hey-- that's mood lighting, baby! And as good a place as any to burn some rubber.]
So. [Bulma stands in the center of the alleyway, playfully tossing her capsule into the air and catching it again.] What happens if I win, huh?
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Right, the stakes.]
Uh... Hm. I hadn't thought about that.
[He was used to racing for money, but hadn't done it in several years now...]
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[Keith wasn't sure.
He hit the button and tossed the capsule he had picked, wondering what the bike he grabbed was going to look like.]