“No,” Melinda chuckled, turning in her seat until she saw Genie’s grin and her own lips turned up into a brighter smile. “First time talking about a car. I trained at a Muggle culinary school so if I went out with my class mates, I’d usually take a cab home afterwards.”
Looking at Dominic, she smirked and shrugged slightly. “I really wouldn’t know if it’s impressive or not, but I know I like the colour and it’s clean which makes it pretty. All the rest?” She held up her both her hands as if offering Dominic a present. “All the rest is all yours.” She did, however, pay attention to how to strap herself in, and was glad that the car had a device like that. The cabs she had been in hadn’t had that, and as she clicked the metal square into the lock, she was wondering why brooms didn’t have anything like that. Experimentally, she pressed the part of the lock that looked like a wide button and was relieved when it snapped the buckle, as Dominic had called it, free, before she clicked it back in place.
“You have both a car and a motorcycle?” she asked, once again looking back to Genie.