"Sarah can just ride the bike, we can't strap it to the roof because there are no straps." Samuel said. He got an idea, slowly. He looked at the bike, and saw the delicate manner the strings of the bike were attached to one another. He carefully took them apart, and made the bike dissapear. Sparrow loudly protested, but Samuel used the strings to create the bike once more.
"A pocket-bike. Problem solved."
"A pocket-bike. Problem solved."