"Taxicab?" Beth was trying to follow Berta's train of thought, to listen what her outfit was going to be (because it was easier than trying to think, or not think, about what kind of sex Berta may or may not had, and whether or not this conversation consisted of flirting), but the sudden change in thought caught her off guard. Was Berta saying that she was wanted to be a taxicab? But then Beth saw the cab pull up, and the confusion was alleviated. For the moment.
"Oh," she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before climbing into the back seat. Thank God Berta knew what she was doing, because Beth was too awestruck. She was really riding in a real live taxi!! This was so cool! She felt like a city girl, riding in cabs and hanging out with friends and buying sexy outfits. Maybe she would buy something sexy. A little sexy. "This is really fun, Berta," she said shyly, wringing her hands in her lap. "Thanks for doing this."