"Well, not just the one, more like... I don't know, there were a lot, it was awesome, did you say bike?" Newt bounces on his heels, interest piqued because he's never been on a bike unless riding twosies before, and he's always wanted to get on one on his own.

He'd told Hermann this once and his lab partner had only scoffed, mumbling something about how Newt would almost definitely get himself killed doing that, but Newt totally disagrees. He'd said it in random passing to Pentecost once, too, and had gotten back only silence and what Newt's pretty sure had been a concerned glare, but he hasn't really thought about it again until now.

"You ever let other people ride them?" he asks, and he realizes he's not doing a very good job of hiding his excitement at the prospect of actually getting on one, but he gives very few shits about that right now because he's too eager to hear Jason's answer.