Lei always had to question herself whenever she drove a car during the evening. This was because for the black-haired girl, there truly was little point in evening owning a vehicle when one’s method of travel was far more efficient and economical than one that was tied to a linear plane and susceptible to the fancies of the petroleum industry. But she had to admit, there simply was something about driving a nice car that was hard to replace. Today, for her choice of vehicle, she was driving a quaint black and white Sheriff’s car, complete with vintage livery, a red dome, and a police scanner. It truly was as much as an anachronism as she was, but it was a delight to cruise around in and drop in on crime scenes like the busybody she was. Plus, it was amusing to see the reactions of pedestrians seeing a little Asian girl driving a California Highway Patrol car that was as old as their grandpas. 

But of course, when she really actually wanted to go somewhere, she would pull into an empty alley or forcibly remove thugs from an occupied one at her discretion, and port away. Right now was one of these times, and her destination was a small public parking lot behind Zhu Feng’s tea shop. After turning down a secluded road, she popped right over there, sans-car, of course. Why park a nice antique where somebody could key or steal the beauty when she had her own nice private garage with blackjack [s]and hookers[/s]?  

The casually dressed girl had gotten notice about some commotion at a [i]certain competing used goods shop[/i], so Lei fancied dropping in for some tea and grabbing a nice to-go box of tea related pastries for a future snack. Being somewhat of a regular, she made her usual greeting as she entered the pleasant little tea parlor before being seated. Being in a light mood, she had some chamomile tea, idling around a bit as she read what appeared to be the morning’s paper, chuckling or cringing at some of the town’s local idiots that had made the news. 

After a enough time had passed, she had her leftovers wrapped up. Dollars appearing in her hand, she paid in cash instead of credit, of course, because she knew Chinese people loved their untaxable hard dollars. She was also quite aware of the shopkeeper’s unique hobbies, so before heading out, she offered Zhu Feng a ‘ride’ to the pawn shop that should not be named. 

Lei didn’t exactly subscribe to the fighting monsters for great justice thing, but if there was something big and interesting to make a fuss about, it was worth following along, especially if she could net a nice new parasol to add to her parasol collection. 

"Parasols, huh? I think I'll tag along."