[ Food preparation should always be done as close to serving as possible. The day of the parade, the local eateries are a-buzz with work, coming alive before the sun even rises. Following their mutual attempts at chaos on the network, Aerith had contacted Nia to make her way into her plans; her intention is always to help, after all. Any thing else to help her do her thing sounds like a good thing to her.

She stashes her phone in a pocket of her's before waving a greeting to the smaller girl. Aerith had come down to meet Nia outside the apartment complex, and apparently has been texting even this early in the day. ]

Heya. Crazy how things work out, huh? So, how 'bout I help you transport the goods, and you pick the sneaking route. Sound good?

[ Easy peasy. All the same, she nervously fixes her hands together, fingers lacing together. ] We should probably find a neutral street to keep on. No one's going to tattle if they have no loyalty either way, right?