[color=#BC6101]“God damnit, lady,”[/color] Stride grumbled. She spun the wheel, turning the behemoth of a vehicle around a street corner and listening to the engine purr with the movement. [color=#BC6101]“Look, I know immortals n’ shit get a buncha money stored up after a while, but it’s kinda...fuck, I don’t know. It’s just kinda weird for ya to be wantin’ to drop so much cash on me, y’know? ‘Specially since we just met n’ all.”[/color] Her hair had once again become animated, swirling as if it had been caught in a storm. 

Regardless, Stride found herself driving to the Crescent Moon in spite of herself. The lady sounded like she was still very much on emotional thin ice after what had happened- and for good reason, really- and the last thing that she wanted to do was wind up making Cienna start to cry or something because she refused to eat breakfast with her. 

After going through a particularly congested spot of traffic, the hummer rolled to a stop, and Stride cut the engine before turning to her companion. [color=#BC6101]“Well, we’re here.”[/color] She’d just order one of the cheaper meals off the menu. Or try to convince Cienna to let her pay for herself. Or something.

It was just...uncomfortable to imagine getting something like this for no price at all. 

[@Daemanis]