"Well, we do look kinda... out of place," Indy points out.

He tips his hat cordially at a small boy with an ice cream. The boy's head rotates about his shoulders as his smiling gaze follows them, past the point that human anatomy would allow. It's not quite Exorcist creepy, but it still provokes a slight frown from Indy.

"Honestly, I'm surprised there hasn't been mass hysteria."

They walk on, and Indy finds he can't help but smirk at Moon's determined focus.

"Here, hop on," he says, striding ahead of her and crouching down slightly. "Save your feet, ride an Indy."