[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#7E5C65]Robert Adler[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://i.ibb.co/c8P9h0T/ezgif-com-resize.jpg[/img][hr][b] [color=#7E5C65]Location:[/color][/b] Chicago (Grimaldi Books: Adelaide's Car)
[b][color=#7E5C65]Skills:[/color][/b] Law, Research[hr][hr][/center] 

Robert was glad to put his backpack in the car and get into the passenger seat, leaning back in it as Adelaide started up the car and began to drive away. For a moment Robert raised his brows at the fact that Adelaide didn't turn on her GPS before she started driving. In fact, she didn't turn it on throughout the entire drive out of Chicago, clearly doing it by memory. Robert had to pull the side of his mouth into a smile, at least Adelaide had the brains to drive like they did back in the ol' days. Robert himself was a Chicago-native, so he had to give it to her. 

Soon enough they were outside of Chicago, driving through Indiana and going towards Gary. It was odd for Robert to not be the one driving. Usually he was alone in his own car, listening to his own music and talking to himself or someone on the phone - Yes, holding it with his hand up to his phone, like a maniac, excuse you. But since he was the passenger for once, he thought he'd might as well use the time he had. [color=#7E5C65]"Let's see, mind if I do some reading?"[/color] Robert asked Adelaide, not waiting for an answer really as he leaned back to grab one of the FBI-files they'd found. It was one of the older files, but for all the effort Robert put into focusing on reading, he couldn't. 

In fact, he was getting car-sick. 

Robert's face turned a faint shade of green, though he probably felt worse than he looked. Either way, it was no use in reading now. [color=#7E5C65]"…that's what I get for not having been riding shotgun for…God, I don't know, years I guess. Any idea on how long till we reach the highways?"[/color] Robert asked Adelaide as a second question, putting the file back where he'd found it and turning his eyes back on the rode. Keep looking forward, make sure your brain could see where you were going. Breath in, breath out. Don't vomit on the interiour of Adelaide's shinier car than his own. [color=#7E5C65]"So what should we expect down there? In Grimm, I mean. Never been there myself, but it doesn't sound like an all-too-well nice place. No offense."[/color]