Rachel was attaching a new basket to her bike when Saddler grabbed it from her by the handlebars.

"Hey, give me my bike back!" she said.

"I just want to ride around the neighborhood. Stretch my legs."

"You are such a jerk. Don't you ask first?"

Saddler didn't listen. He got on the bike. Rachel took the can of spray paint from her bag and sprayed the bike pink, as she'd meant to do anyway. Some paint got on his jeans.

"There," she said. "Have fun riding around on my pink bike. I hope you hit a car and die."