"And I already have a black mark against me. Harry vouched for me and took me on as his apprentice basically putting his neck out there for me. If I screw up again I'm dead. So's he." She chewed on her lip as she poked the button again and turned off the dome light.
There were more buttons, and it looked as if she would try them all. Even if she wasn't aware of what she was doing, some sort of adolescent part of her brain was aware that she was riding in the pretty cool technology here and not blowing it out! Apparently the heating system within the seats was the next to be experimented on. "Harry's used to being invaded, especially during a crisis. Hopefully he's home or this will be a wasted trip."
She went quiet when he did for the rest of the trip to the convenience store, shifting in place as the seat slowly started warming her butt. When they got there and he made his offer she gave him a horrified look.
"A twinkie?! You're offering a woman a twinkie?! Your thumb goes nowhere near the pulse of what women are all about in the modern day and age, does it? A twinkie." She scoffed and crossed her arms. "Diet Coke." A pause. "Please."