In the car: Amy/Si
[The interior of Si's car was as junky as the exterior. For once, there was no music playing, and the seats were littered with discarded sweatshirts, with Si's workboots getting dirt all over the back seats. After he'd gotten Amy in, he hopped in the driver's side and got them going toward the carnival. He let her mess with her phone, before he reached over—gently—and pulled it aside.] Ames. [Si's heart was still pounding, and he would've sworn that he could feel Daniel watching them leave, like a ghost in the window, but he tried to be calm. He tried. His voice shook a little. He took a steadying breath.] Ames, we're going to go to your trailer. They won't let you in at my place. Okay?