Trying not to roll her eyes at his manners and once she was settled in the car, Morgan rubbed her hands together to try and get some warmth back into them.[color=7bcdc8] "What about Red Fish?"[/color] She didn't get an answer before Odin slammed down the gas and the car took off, tyres squealing. Morgan almost ended up kneeing herself in the face as she was thrown backwards, the leg she had propped up on the dashboard flew up to meet her face. Luckily, she recovered herself just in time to avoid a nose bleed. Whipping her head around to the driver with a glare, she folded her arms and lifted her chin up haughtily.[color=7bcdc8] "Dickhead"[/color] She muttered, a scowl plastered across her face.