The Templar Survival Guide to New York

Beautiful traffic cop Lisa's hand is shaking as she writes the ticket. The man in ancient costume insists the Harley is a temple registered ride and shows an "alien driver's license" stamped with a fiery dragon.

"Sir, you just breathed fire in violation of the Clean Air Act..." Lisa's words were interrupted by the sudden neighing of the motorcycle. The onboard AI switches to battle mode: "Gargoyles disguised as shared bikes detected!"

Richard drifts around a corner and knocks the monster off his bike with a takeout box. Milk tea from the back seat spilled on the gargoyle, triggering the "Sweet Dew Purifying Spell" he mistakenly set this morning.

As the crowd held up their phones, Lisa's law enforcement camera captured the magical images of lemon-pop beads bursting inside the monster and a rainbow of sago dew bubbling up like holy water. Richard took the opportunity to shove the gargoyle in the trash with a note saying "Beware of vicious dogs".

"Officer, under section 7 of the Paranormal Ordinance..." He suddenly remembered that this was not a temple court, and changed his tone to an off-key whistle. The Harley played a digital version of the Moonlight Sonata and drove him to the next traffic light.