[ Tapping her chin, she briefly explains the differences between the small cars used at carnivals; mainly that with one you race, and the other you reenact small-scale demolition derbies with! ] ...safely, of course. It's not about hurting anyone.
Uh, well... [ She brings her hands together, the handle of the basket sliding into them. ] Basically, it's when the military thinks you messed up, and either wants to put you in jail, or discharge you from your service obligation early. [ Sheepish grin. She did say she was a troublemaker of sorts. ]
[ Looking around. ] You know, we should have a seat. These sandwiches aren't going to eat themselves!