General Store: Grant/Ophelia
[Grant was actually on the other side of the cab, looking at his gas cap, which didn't stay on as a rule. He came out of his crouch and his blonde head popped up from the other side of the truck bed.] Oh, hi! I'm Grant. Did you come for leftovers? [Like this was the best news he'd heard all day. He was all in the holiday spirit. Bring on the red bows and the tinsel.]
[Grant started to move around the tailgate, and he saw the gleaming Jaguar. He folded his arms after he came around to the driver's side and leaned on the truck tail lights, eyes on her and the Jaguar still in view.] Wow, that's a really nice car.