"You're incorrigible." Jack moved over to the driver's side and put the car into gear, rolling his eyes.
He had to be out of his mind. And Gwen was probably going to put a bullet into both of their heads! At least in Jack's case, he'd wake up in a few minutes with a massive migraine, but none the worse for wear.
"You get on my lap and I guarantee at least one of us will definitely be going somewhere."