"Do you mean listening to or singing?" Jean asked curiously. She didn't think he sung, but she wanted to know.
Driving up to the men's store, Jean announced, "we're here. I hope you like this place. It's suppose to be good. I hope you like it." She said as she got out of the car, waited on Alex to get out then clicked the lock button.
"Catch," she called as she threw him the keys, "You're driving back."