Once again making their way across the floor, Spencer's mind was still filled with the experience of literally being beside herself and if anyone she'd arrived with saw her leave, she didn't know.
"Ooh, a limo," she cooed, not able to keep the snark out of her voice. Climbing into the fancy car, she scooted into a comfortable spot, eyeing the interior with mild amusement. "I've had classmates come to school in cars like this," she pointed out, twirling a lock of hair around her index finger. "The wonders of private schools," she continued with a face that clearly told on what she thought about the kind of educational institutions her mother thought she should attend.
Turning her head to look at Yukio, she smiled. "So, where are you taking me? Is this the prelude to the molesting, huh? Are you gonna give my watchdog reason to worry?" She tapped a finger on his leg as she spoke.