Would you like a lift?

As I was walking down to the bus stop, an older man on a bicycle came up behind me. I stood on the edge of the narrow sidewalk so he could pass, but he told me bikes aren't allowed to be on the sidewalk, so I'd have to go first.

“Alright,” I answered, and kept walking. He asked me where I was going, and I said, “Just to the bus stop.. and then to Nice.”

“Nice?” He said.

“Oui.”

“That is too far. I will not be able to take you on my bike.”

I'm not entirely sure if he was joking.