"So, you like music." Well, that was more of a reaction than he had gotten all night. Spike was almost sorry when he pulled up next to the shiny silver trailer and killed the engine.
"These things always remind me of silver bullets," though the Airstream trailers were some of the nicer ones. This one was old, but fairly large for a trailer. Plenty of room inside. And windows that would shut. He slid out of the car and walked around to open her door for her. "You'll be safe out here. No one will bother you." He led her to the door and opened it, "Sorry it's so... pink. But I got a good deal on it."