The Counterattack of Iris

As night fell, I was riding my bicycle through the streets, and I was unexpectedly blocked by someone. "Who?" The lights in the alley were dim, and it was impossible to distinguish the face of the visitor, but he could feel his distinct outline. The man looked quite embarrassed and gasped: "Help me!" I caught a glimpse of the man chasing after me, and I quickly pulled him onto my little electric donkey. "Come with me!" The cold night wind blew across my cheeks, but my heart was in turmoil. "Took the bait!"