"Twisted like some of his stuff looks a wee bit like a snuff film," she said, giving him a look out of the corner of her eye as she slid her arm into his a. "Seriously. He's a brilliant artist, but he's fucked up. He never turned in anything like that for his college work of course, but he showed me a few of his side projects while he was there and...Wow." She shook her head as they made their way out to Big Betty Lou and Anastasia hit the button on the key ring to unlock the doors. "Bah," she said, looking down at her dress and heels. "I never remember to dress for Betty Lou time." She crawled inside the massive vehicle, keeping one hand over her ass to keep from showing everything to the world.