They must have waited for what felt like a very long time. To Frodo, the entire transaction seemed to take mere seconds. They say time flies when you're having fun, but it must also be true that time flies when the adrenaline coursing through your veins causes your heart to beat so rapidly that it causes minor chest pain. His head also throbbed. Actually, he'd been getting those headaches a lot lately. Probably ought to see Neinor once I survive this.
The money changed hands. The keys were searched for amongst the rubble. Frodo dropped them as they were tossed across the garage.
Eventually, one of the massive garage door began to open. The Elan, now very blue, was pushed out into the street. And the garage door closed again.
"So... thank you all for coming," Frodo said, releasing a sigh that threatened to burst his lungs. He smiled for the first time all evening, though quite sheepishly. "Now, who wants to drive me home?"