Lost Creek Hollow breakfast at tiffany's

His lead was short-lived, because soon enough Eshe was on her feet and galloping through the hollow; her body was smaller than his and far more nimble, so she quickly overtook his position. He dodged around bushes and logs, which gave him a bit of an advantage. While this was all for fun, Riordan was not exactly pleased to be beaten by a girl - and he came up behind her through the grass with his tongue lolling out, out of breath and wheezing. "Okay, okay, you..." pant, pant, pant, "You are fast," wheeze, pant, sigh, "Maybe we should switch nicknames, aye?" He smiled, and slurped his tongue back in to his mouth. If she took the bait and doubled back, great. He was out of breath, but Rio knew how to play it up for the game; hopefully he was a convincing actor, because as soon as she got close enough, he suddenly launched himself in to a run and zoomed away from her, twisting his path around a copse of young trees.