Elsie had a car, a convertible, though she rarely used it unless she was going out of town. While she loved being in the city, she hadn't yet worked out how to drive in the traffic patterns. So, she avoided it as much as possible. However, Ethan had been raised in Seattle, so she decided to trust that he knew how to drive there.
"I really ought to turn you down just to see the look on your face, or if you'd even go for it," she said, approaching the car. She took a seat and looked up at him expectantly. It was nice of him to open the door, but she would never admit it.