Celeste put up a complaint about not touching every part of Rayner's body she could find, but with the firm grip on her shoulder she knew he was serious and stifled it until they were outside. Where she realized other than the car and a few bikes, there was no sign of transportation, hers or his. Which of course brought up the whole naked thing again. Turning to Rayner, she buried her head in his chest.<br/><br/>"God, I was so stupid! I'm never again doing a mission without having a gun or at least some kind of defense other than my fist. I'll have to plan the next one more carefully. I was just careless." Rambling on and on, about other missions, even as the car began to pull forward. Inside was the driver that Charlie had been talking to. It was an older gentlemen, with a kindly face who didn't look at Celeste's exposed body, not even once.<br/><br/>"Charlie just gave me a call. I'm supposed to escort you two to the Grand G?"