But Hela didn't release the car key into the young brunette's hand.
"That's hardly a state to be driving in," she gently chided with that red smile traveling into those blue eyes. "More people die in accidents when someone was distracted by technology, drugs, or strong emotions so it would be highly irresponsible of me to allow you to go without making sure you're entirely clear headed."
She slid a medium sparkling latte that Hela had been saving for later to the forefront of the table. "Come and have a latte and tell me what weird thing that happened that needs your figuring?"