"I'm a lover, not a fighter, mate," Quinn said with a grin. "'Sides, I knew you could handle that bloke."
They stepped out of the pub and saw the bikes lined up. Quinn smiled and turned them into tricycles. They'd turn back in a few hours, but not before the bikers came out and saw them.
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