"Um. No, I don't know how to drive..." Anna blinked, she was younger than Jean! And in this state, she couldn't drive...legally, just yet. "We could take Logan's bike." She had gleened some skills from the tough teacher. "I mean...I'm not allowed to ride it, but I know how."
Everyone knew Logan had a soft spot for Anna! She could get away with it! Maybe.
"Um. I got shorts. And a tank. Is that good enough?" Anything less, and Anna was sure she would end up sending someone to the hosiptal. She made flowers wilt!
"I don't have any money..." She shrugged. Who needed money here?