"So do you." Taking his hand, she slipped carefully into the car and settled, allowing the dress's long slit along her left leg to shift. Adjusting her wrap on her lap, Phoebe nodded to him that she was ready for him to shut the door. Once it was, her dark eyes took in the car itself and she ran a hand across the seat. After he had gotten back in, she smiled a second time. "Bruce, I think I'm falling in love with your car. Just to warn you - I may end up proposing to it before the night is over." The smile softened into a grin, and she settled back in the seat.
"I probably should have asked this earlier, but where are we going?" She studied him curiously, half waiting for an answer, and half just because she liked looking at him. Really, who could blame her?