Fakir would've liked to have told her that the chocolate he liked was semi-sweet, but Duck rambled on too fast for him to get a word in. He snorted when she mentioned Mytho and windows--she probably didn't even know about the time he jumped out to frame Fakir. She doesn't even know how bad his luck is...

When she finally admitted what was bothering her, Fakir raised an eyebrow. "Oh. Is that all?"
Of course the poor girl didn't know how to ride a bicycle! She could barely even dance!
"Moron," he said, although not unkindly. "I guess that would cause a problem..."

He sighed and thought for a moment, trying to figure out how this was going to work. He wasn't partcularly looking forward to dragging all of the items they were wanting back to the hotel...it was a fairly good walk...
"Oh, I know!" he exlaimed after a moment. "They sometimes make bicycles with a seat behind the rider...you could sit on it and hold onto me. If they have one at a store nearby, that is...
"And if not...well...I guess we can just walk back."