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[hr][b][color=purple]Location:[/color][/b] Caldecott Tunnel -> In the Uber
[b][color=purple]Skills:[/color][/b] Charmspeak[/center]
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[color=purple]"Yes, I got the drop off location right. As for cash, almost no one uses that anymore. Most currency is virtual it seems."[/color] Marco had to chuckle a bit at what Nancy and Madalyne were saying but then he remember that the two were very displaced from the time they were use to, and he kept his laughter to himself. He was sure if he was a good forty years out of sync with the world he'd be questioning things as well.

Marco smiled as he felt Em tap the webbing between his thumb and fingers, and soon his own thumb traveled to the webbing between Em's thumb and fingers and repeated those three taps. Em, his rock, reminding him of the then and there, and that there was more going on. [color=purple]"No problem, sweetheart. It does make it easier, and less... likely for someone to notice something."[/color] He knew mortals that could see through the mist were rare, but it was not worth risking it. A bus could also easily be full of monsters, and instead of ending up at Mount Tam they would be causing a fight on State Rout 24, or heaven forbid the 580 or 101.

When the car pulled up, Marco let them load up the car and pick their seats first before he slid in last. He was still a gentleman in a weird way, letting the ladies figure out how they wanted to sit. He did try to make sure he got a seat that was close to the uber driver, and once he had secured that, he leaned in close. His focus shifted and he let the words work their magic as they flowed through the car and into the mortal's ear. [color=purple][i]"Thank you ever so much for the ride, good sir. If you could please do as my friend asked and put on some tunes, and then focus on the drive to our destination we'd much appreciate it. We really would not like to be bothered... and once we arrive at the destination, you know, you could easily just forget about us~"[/i][/color] Marco let his voice drop to a bit of a purr as the words wove into the mortal's mind, the charmspeak working him over.