Flashing his fingers and waving his hands slightly, Wade made a silent 'ooooooo' as he mocked her. "That's not what you said weeks ago. I shoulda made you suck it up and drive. Now wouldn't that be a fun night? Crashing the Met, then getting pulled over all fucked up."
He got into the passenger's side, taking care to adjust the seat so he could fit. "There's a perfectly sound reason for all this, Mr. Barrister. I haven't seen my license since I was seventeen, and well, she's obviously in no condition to drive!"