“Sounds like a date,” Beth replied cheerfully—while the first date had gone well, it would be a relief not be in a formal setting this time. “I wonder what people at the go-cart track will think to see two professional mech pilots show up. It’s certainly bragging rights for anyone who out-races us,” she said, chuckling slightly at the thought. Beth had sharp reflexes, but she doubted her mech training would translate all that well into the realm of go-carts.<br/><br/>“I don’t know what time the musical is, so you probably know which we ought to do first.” She eased the mech into its usual place in the hangar and began flipping switches to bring everything to standby. Mike and his crew would run the usual maintenance in a bit, but thankfully she did not need to stick around for that. “I can be back at my place and ready in about forty-five minutes or so.”