"Right, let's just drop some level of pretense here for the sake of getting there faster and also hopefully not getting anyone shot," Isabela sounded almost cheerful, then pointed at the street sign ahead of them, "Take this street 4 blocks and then hang a right, drive past the bar with the dogs on it and the white garage, then another 3 blocks."
Isabela found the front seat arrangement to be quite to her liking, naturally, and snuggled in without a word or thought to the discomfort of the other people sitting there.