"I'm holding out for a unicorn," Kathy declared. "Finally one I can ride without worry it's gonna throw me off."

Because...yeah. She hadn't been unicorn-eligible for a long time.

She hopped over the turnstile and made her way over to the ride, pausing a second to time her jump up onto it, grabbing hold of a pole to help steady herself. "Hey, there," she greeted him. "Going my way?"