"All right. We'll steer well clear. Buckle up, ladies!" And when the girls have buckled up she pulls onto the road. "Robin, you coming back with us or do you want me to drop you off?"
"Oh, I dunno," says Robin. "I wouldn't want to intrude or anything."
"It's no trouble! But if you'd rather go home you have to tell me where to go."
"Oh... I should probably go home," she sighs. "Mother might decide to care."
She provides an address.
She provides an address.
"All right then." Renée changes lanes to aim at the correct street.
"My guitar's been through some misfortunes already," laughs Robin. "It can take some more. And Mother doesn't like it when I play while she's home. Might be better to go to your place."
She laughs. "Yeah, guitars and wet nails aren't friends."
"Thanks!" says Robin. "I had a great time. See you later, Andi!"
And she's off.
And she's off.
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