"Yep. I've never seen one with wheels. I think maybe in the museum?"
Which she'd broken into, several times...
Money. Mel considered. "Um."
She had a bag full of stuff that she could sell, no matter what the year was. Outside of that, she had a sil around one wrist. Mel shook her wrist. "Not money I can spend here."
She smiled. "Thanks. You're nice."
She had her feet tucked under her and was fighting the urge to put them up on the dashboard.
The car starting was loud, to Mel. Her eyes got big. And then there was a vibrate-y kind of feeling through the entire Jeep. Mel grabbed the edge of her seat, hard.