Causeway Parking Lot to the Mainland; Later Tuesday Afternoon

[totalwildcard]

It might not have ultimately been too much of a surprise which car in the parking lot was Harley's current ride. At least if you happened to know the Chevy Impala was Dean's provided it was even present on Tuesday. The funky 1970s green Chevy Chevelle sedan (four doors, see what she'd said about the back seat?) was of course Harley's: a classic look, but not so flashy as to attract too much attention and immediately get her in trouble as soon as she'd grabbed it from where the very unfortunate previous owner had left it.

Although the main hint that it was hers was still probably that she'd parked her butt on the hood of the thing as she waited for Marc to get there.

Call it a freebie.

(for that guy, continued from here!

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[hasaknightjob]

"Can't carry as much?" Marc guessed.

[totalwildcard]

"That, too," Harley said, "but also the odds of becoming a splat on the road are a bit high even for me."

Incidentally, she cut someone off just then in an absolutely horrendous way at top speed, so... May have explained how even she had concerns about driving something other than a car.

[hasaknightjob]

"Good to know you've got some limits," Marc said.

Not that he had a particular interest in Harley not going splat or anything.

[totalwildcard]

"Some but not a lot."

Sure, that was worth taking her eyes off the road for, the little smirk she flashed his way.

[hasaknightjob]

"Far as staying alive," Marc said. Because apparently he was just saying stuff now. "That one's good."

[totalwildcard]

"And I don't have as much of a deathwish anymore!"

Truly reassuring from someone driving like her, but then again, Marc didn't really seem to need it anyway.

[hasaknightjob]

Not for himself, no. Marc did hear that as much and wasn't going to push though.

"If you ever want a ride we can arrange something," he said instead.

[totalwildcard]

"On a bike?"

What else, Harley?

"That could be fun!"

[hasaknightjob]

"You'd have to hang on," Marc said.

As though that wasn't a feature instead of a bug.

[totalwildcard]

Harley laughed. "You don't have to keep selling me on it."

Yes.

[hasaknightjob]

"We'll add it to the list," Marc said.

Everyone ignore how they were racking up a list of things to do now. Particularly the part where it would require multiple times together to get it all done.

[totalwildcard]

Harley was doing a fantastic job multitasking between being excited for things while ignoring the pile-up of them!

"Yes!" See? "It's gonna be great, it's been ages since I was on a bike!"

[hasaknightjob]

Harley's enthusiasm was moving the bike higher on the unacknowledged list now.

"I'll see what I can do," Marc said. "Maybe next time we go out."

[totalwildcard]

"I'd like that!"

Would she remember they'd made even such a vague plan? Maybe not, but she was going to be just as excited at the prospect once reminded!

A little more casually, she added, "I like just 'next time', too."

Someone honked their horn at whatever bullshit move she'd just pulled again.

[hasaknightjob]

"Doesn't have to be a plan?" Marc asked, to see if he understood. "Could just be a thing?"

[totalwildcard]

"Can be a plan!" Harley replied. "I'm just saying, it... sounds nice."

Why would you make her explain this? She'd known it was a bad idea to start saying it in the first place! And now she just had to power through and sound upbeat and casual about it.

"'Next time'."

[hasaknightjob]

"I'm still not nice," Marc told her. But kidding. Making the topic much less serious because nothing was serious here, right?

"But next time sounds okay."

That part might be serious. Whoops.

[totalwildcard]

"You don't have to be nice for shit you're involved in to still be nice," Harley retorted, grabbing that tangent with all her might. "Sometimes you're gonna have to accept collateral niceness."

[hasaknightjob]

That got something like a laugh out of Marc. "That'd be a shitty name for a band."

[totalwildcard]

"But they would make moderate bucks in the college hipster colours circuit," Harley retorted, "and I'm still right."

[hasaknightjob]

"There you go, being smug again," Marc said.

Funny how that didn't sound like a complaint.

[totalwildcard]

"If you think this is bad --" Which he didn't actually seem to, no! "-- you just wait until you're diving face-first into my crotch again, 'cause I'm gonna be real smug then."

There, a safe topic!

[hasaknightjob]

"Smug's not the reaction I'll be going for there," Marc told her.

[totalwildcard]

"Then what is?" Harley just had to ask. "Do tell! In grisly detail!"

Marc and detail did not generally mix well together, she knew this.

[hasaknightjob]

"Grisly isn't what I'm going for either," Marc told her.