Mathias raised a brow when Evon gave him a rather...dubious comment that could be interpreted in different ways. He grinned, glancing at her for a moment or two. "I could give you a photograph of me if I'm that interesting." He joked, turning his eyes back to the road. "Jokes aside, if you want me to slow down just say so." He didn't hear that from her though, so he kept on 'cruising' at around 230 kph for now. After a minute another question came. If she could drive on the way back. So she wanted to try this beast out too...well, in all honesty he was a little hesitant. This car wasn't just any car. Not just anyone got to even buy a ferrari like this, let alone drive it. But in the end, it didn't really matter. Even if she damaged it, he had enough money to repair it. Though if she did he would definitely not let her drive the car again. "I think it would be okay to at least let you try it. Though if during that time I think you're driving too dangerously I will reserve the right to tell you to pull over and switch again." That would be a nice compromise.

The music that was playing was actually kind of nice, even to Mathias. It wasn't exactly what he normally listened to, but it was still music he could classify as 'tavern music'. Though a more modern version of it. So he was fine with the music choice as well. After another half hour of driving though, a police car picked up on them, and they were pulled over. "Sir, do you know how fast you were driving?" One of the cops asked, looking a bit smug about catching what he thought was some rich asshole that thought he was above the law. Mathias just grinned and grabbed his wallet. "Sir, do you know who you just pulled over?" Mathias replied, taking out his ID and handing it to the man. The ID had a code on it that granted Mathias 'political asylum', even though the ID also indicated he was a full UK citizen. "The hell...a politician hiding behind asylum..." The cop muttered, feeling very annoyed that he couldn't lay a finger on Mathias, and only give him a ticket for speeding. Sure, the ticket would be a good 300 pounds, but that was pocket change for a guy like him.

After sighing the man started to write the ticket, and handed it to the vampire. "Very well...I'd rather see guys like you behind bars, but I have no say in this matter..." He grumbled before giving his ID back again as well. "Please try to keep from speeding, sir..." He added, knowing it was pointless anyway. After that Mathias was on his way again, racing off like mad. And all the cop could do was drive the other way. Mathias chuckled softly, glancing at Evon for a moment. "I hardly abuse my power as a coven leader. But when I'm driving this car...call it a guilty pleasure of mine. If you want I can arrange for you to get political asylum too once my time as your guardian is up. This particular version keeps you out of jail, and sends you to the highest authority in the area instead. In this case, that would be me."