What's a hyper Mai like?

You know...I've seen some impressive things before. Been to a few national monuments, gone to museums...and yes, there are impressive things...in some of them. Anyway, I've seen some things that amazed me...but nothing compared to this.

Even hyper active, Mai retained a sense of aloofness...she just couldn't focus on one thing for very long. "What's that one? Is that fun?" Mai asked, pointing to a ride. Before I could even answer, Mai pointed to a different one. "What's the point of that?" In retrospect...giving her cotton candy AND letting try Jolt cola was a bad idea. I didn't even know they even sold that stuff anymore! It made sense that such a drink was at an amusement park. It kept the guest going...and going...and going.

"John, you're not answering my questions," Mai suddenly said, putting her hands on her hips. "I would, but you're not..." "That one goes pretty high. Can we ride it? No, that line is too long, I don't want to wait. John, am I talking strangely to you? I think I'm talking strangely..."

In truth, Mai WAS talking strangely. Her words seemed to run together at times. She would make slips on occasions too, mixing two words together. "What's that ride?" became "What's thide?" for example. God, when she crashed, it was going to be nasty. And after eating two hotdogs with all those sweets, I couldn't let her get on any rides...at least none of the fast ones.

There had to be SOMETHING I could do to calm the beast I had created with my willinginess to share sugary food and drink with! To make matters worse, Mai would occasionally start to flirt a bit before changing the topic. "You know, John, when we get home, I think I'll...oh, someone dropped a coin. How much is this worth, John?" You have to understand that the beginning of that sentence was said with her lips inches from mine. How she even saw the dime, I don't know.

I needed something that would **** her to use up the energy she had now. ...was there a moon bounce or something? ...or maybe a go-cart track she could race in...on foot? I would definitely need to regulate how much sugar and caffeine I gave her...