That was lucky! Taylan had been worried that this would turn ugly. But confrontation had successfully been avoided. He didnâ€™t think Angela was all bad; she could be going to an all human school. That she wasnâ€™t said something, right? Taylan never took it personally. The way he saw it, what did it matter if some humans hated him? They hated each other too. All he had to do was prove he wasnâ€™t an animal, something heâ€™d never do by getting angry. Still, sometimes he just wishedâ€¦<br/><br/>Somehow, when Miles had said â€œIâ€™ll take us,â€ Taylan hadnâ€™t equated that with him driving. Driving! Should he say no? But he didnâ€™t and tried not to be nervous. He tossed his bag in the back, started up the car, and noticed belatedly that his only remaining â€˜handâ€™ was at the end of a leg. Little primate ears laid flat and quite solemn,<span style="font-style: italic"> I forgot my shoes</span>, he remembered only after heâ€™d wrapped his toes around the brake pedal. Heâ€™d never driven before! Not for realâ€¦<span style="font-style: italic">Okay Tay, itâ€™s not like itâ€™s that hard. </span><br/><br/>Without incident â€“ though heâ€™d guided them out of the parking lot while switching between toes and hands â€“ they were headed downtown. Taylan was tense and silent until he said quite suddenly, â€œLetâ€™s stop for something to eat!â€ before turning into another lot in front of the Howling Moon. It was on the way and the owner let them sit inside and wherever they wanted.<br/><br/>The squirrel monkey was obviously less tense when the car went off; he was less concerned about getting caught for sure.<br/><br/>CRASH!<br/><br/>Taylan jumped and all his fur stood on end as glass tinkled and glittered to the ground. â€œWhat happened!â€