Faith had to snort back a laugh when the VW Bug lit up. Not only was it pretty much the gayest make and model of car ever, but it was also a hideous shade of bright green. "Man, just think of it? You're driving like every sixteen year old girl's wet dream." She couldn't help but tease him but tried hard to reign it back in when Angel turned a glare to her.
"Look, at least you've got an assload of cash. Buy yourself a new car. Donate this one to the WB or something." She suggested playfully, now ignoring his look as she walked towards the car. Come on. He was an actor, he had to have a garage full of cars somewhere. At least, in Faith's view of the world he did. She had two cars and she was just a pimp.
Plus, it was like next to lethal to put Faith behind the wheel of a car. So the idea that she had two made her want to laugh a little bit.
It didn't seem to be the case though, so Faith just slipped into the passenger seat of the car, not quite understanding how it was that she had a nicer car than Angel did. "Mind if I smoke in here?" She asked him but didn't wait for him to answer before she lit up. It was too bad he didn't have the kind of car where the top went down. That would be something.
"What are you gonna do if it's still there?" She asked him.