Raven grins, she wouldn't have to lean down to far to pull him out.<br/>Taking out her pocket knife she adeptly wiggles the blade into the lock on the petrol cap, opening it with ease. Then pulling the bag of sugar from her jacket she makes a small whole in the bottom and begins to pour it in.<br/>"Good, he's low on petrol, it'll clog up quicker"<br/>She throws Spike the keys for the bike.<br/>"She's just round that corner, bring her round might need the bike if my calculations aren't right."