[b][center][h2]Joel Nicolosi[/h2][/center][/b]

Joel was pulling the tab up to let the rear seat down when he had a sense that he was being watched and glanced back over his shoulder from underneath the clear plastic rear window seeing Siobhan standing with the wrapped painting in front of her body. He locked eyes with her for a moment and smirked. Her hair looked great in the style she’d chosen and when she handed him the canvas, the rest of her ensemble went right along with it. [i]Sweet Jesus[/i]. He thought to himself as his eyebrows noticeably raised a bit taking in her ample figure. When she posed her question, a quick movie quote that he knew she would instantly remember flashed through his mind: “Yea, it should be a dress or nothing, fortunately i have no dress onboard.” He said before easing the canvas carefully on top of the rear seat and closing up the back of Jeep. 

It looked like they were going to make an unnoticed escape. No Marlin, no Victoria and none of her crazy family had noticed him, [i]yet[/i] and if they had, no one had followed Sio out with any snooty remarks. He’d had a long enough day of practicing on the mountain with the rally team that his fuse for drama was about a fraction less than a centimeter. He was tired and glad to see Sio. Whatever happened after picking her up was just bonus and he grinned a little at the thought as he watched her backside when she stepped up into the passenger seat. The valet swiped up the stool as soon as he closed the door behind her and passed it off to Joel as if they had practiced it earlier that night. He dropped it into the rack behind the spare tire and jumped up into the driver’s seat pulling the door firmly closed behind him. Anyone that got in the way was getting run over. 

“Smooth, huh?” He said letting the clutch out and giving the gas a couple taps before they were on their. “We seem to have a talent for making swift escapes.”