She blinked and looked at him in a confused manner, making to follow him to his car.

 "Would that be easy? Do I look like I could be bought for sex?" she asked, honestly curious and unsure if she should take the comment as an insult or a compliment.

She opened the door to her side, but before she slid in, she paused and look across the street for a moment. Yet she seemed to shake it off and got in, buckling herself off. "Alright. take me home, cowboy." she said, strangely almost to herself than to him but it would be audible. 

More on topic though..

"I think you might have to take a few right hand turns. you were correct. Some one has seen us.."

While she sounded calm, she found herself looking out the window. Not only had she been acting un-vampiric, and they probably didn't like that...but she was with a hunter, and one that apparently was skilled and well known by who ever was in charge...yes...this had to be planned, with some powerful entity in charge of the operation. the change her life has taken these past few weeks annoyed her to a degree. She had 'lived' just fine these last few hundred years...but suddenly she's been thrown between being killed by a hunter...or being killed by a coven of vampires once information gets leaked out about her association with him.