"Beats the fuck outta me, Bug-boy." A bloodstained Maria quipped nonchalantly leaning back in the passenger seat next to Flint, a hand meticulously fiddling with the radio until she decided on a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8k527UA-LlA]song[/url]. Just the perfect music for her to relax...well for now. "I don't really get why Marcus wants to wrangle up all these super-losers. I mean...we have powers too, right? How come he ain't gunning for our heads? Either way, I better be getting paid for this shit." Despite holding a bit of disdain for the bitch in the trunk, Maria was....sort of hoping Marcus wasn't going to murder Leela. Who else would she have to [i]play[/i] with? Well....there were a few of the guys, but after taking a short glance towards Flint....[i]Yeah I'd have to be either drunk or fucked up on meds to crawl on that slimy bastard. No. Fucking. Way...[/i] Glancing at the rearview mirror, she rolled her eyes at the swarm of flies trailing behind the speeding vehicle, some of Flint's...little buddies she assumed. "So....just wondering Flint. How the hell do you sleep with those damn things crawling on you. I mean, I had things crawl on me before while I was asleep, if you catch my drift, but it wasn't no bugs."