Wriothesley and Neuvillette were riding around on their motorcycles, just playing around and having fun as usual. However Neuvillette's bike suddenly and randomly broke down in the middle of the road, and now he has to ride (backpack) on the back of Wriothesley's bike.

"So.. are we going back to your place then, or what are we doing..?" Wriothesley asked as they were driving down the road, his voice muffled slightly by the helmet on his head.