"No doubt!" Seb yelled over the noise of the roaring muscle, the Mustang yelling as he held on in his seat, letting her drive, and focus on the driving. The Austrian was reserved in that sense, he didn't speak when he didn't have to, it was a very Germanic thing to do, and he knew that she was in command, weaving and ducking and bobbing through traffic. One thing was for certain, and that was that they were gonna get there hella quick. 

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Ross chuckled, listening to Ellie. It really was like the good old times again, as he slowed down, dropping the gear as the rotary whined, sighing almost.
"Yeah. I don't know where it went I suppose. Maybe it would have worked out the other way around....but fate has a weird way of working. Me as a petrolhead, you as a shredder and wingsuiter. Crazy." He smirked, as he looked on, dropping another gear as he made a tighter corner, onto another of LA's straight, straight roads, right towards the lot now.
"And the fact you make money out of it....it sounds amazing. Then there's me here, doing this. Racing cars, doing some dodgy shit. It doesn't make sense." He added, the brightly coloured RX7 barking into life a little more as the throttle was pushed, the rotary engine replying fully to it's input.

"We're almost here." 

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Ross pulled in, the pumping music lighting up the atmosphere, as he got out of the car after finding an appropriate spot. He got a few looks, mostly because driving a green-yellow RX7 that had a particular whine and a low down appearance was going to do that. And he expected nothing less, as he pulled up opposite Kimberly, smiling across at Ellie.
"Welcome to car culture. Because we're also energy drink chugging lunatics who listen to a lot of Trap." With it, he leaned across, pecking Ellie on the cheek, grinning with a distinctive smirk that was completely shit eating.
"We aren't so different again I guess." With it, Ross clambered out of the car, knowing if Kimberly saw, she'd be pissed, but finding Ellie was funny again, and he was getting used to it...again. He had no intent of letting Ellie join in, he was committed to Kimberly, he knew that much, it was more of a token friendly gesture, but he just prayed that she'd be fine with it. Otherwise, super awkward. 

Walking out, Ross saw Kimberly talking to old friends, Seb also in tow.
"Looks like she didn't kill you. Women drivers." Ross said across to the Austrian. With it, Seb chuckled, knowing full well that Ross was snuggling up to Kimberly as he said so, only asking for a slap.