Pyro let out a faint snort as his smartass comment is ignored, and spends a moment peeling off his wet shirt, and tossing it into the floorboard, before shifting over and stretching out, laying on the seat, and fully ignoring any and all seatbelt laws that might be in effect. The greeting from the new girl got another little wave, and a grin. "Hullo love. Sorry to spoil all your fun back there, but I can't help but get involved sometimes."
A faint grin, before he rests back again slightly, letting his eyes drift closed for a few moments, apparently content to let the two women in the front seat talk for the moment. Not the best conversationalist, this one.