Someone was riding a motorcycle very fast...

Serena and Lita were walking down the street and Serena was complaining that she had to go to study meeting even though she was hungry.
"Don't worry," said Lita, "I'll make us some sandwiches." 
Serena was happy.  "All right.  We're so lucky to have a friend with a talent for cooking!"

"Well, it's not really my talent," said Lita, "I just always thought that a tall and muscular girl like me should at least be good at cooking."

Serena was surprised.  "Even if you couldn't cook, I think you're a pretty girl, Lita," said Serena.  The two girls started across a cross-walk.

"Thank you," smiled Lita, but she thought that Serena was just saying it to be nice. 

"Really," continued Serena, "When I first saw you, I was amazed at how pretty you were."

Suddenly, a motorcycle came around the corner at high speed! 
"Watch out!"  Lita pushed Serena aside.  The motorcycle skidded to a halt.

The motorcyclist pulled off her helmet.  It was Haruka.  "Are you hurt? Are you okay?"

Lita looked up and saw Haruka's handsome face.

"I'm okay" answered Serena.
"I'm okay," stammered Lita.
"No, look, you're hurt," Haruka took Lita's hand.
"It's nothing," stammered Lita.
"I'm very sorry," said Haruka, "I was thinking of something else. I have no excuse." Haruka took off her scarf and used it to bandage Lita's scraped hand.

"That's okay," said Lita who was staring at Haruka with a far-away look in her eyes...

Haruka remounted her motorcycle, revved the engine and blew a kiss back to Lita and Serena.

"LITA!" Serena looked at Lita sternly.  "Haruka may look cool but, don't forget, she's a woman!"

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