Lunara had experience with bailing from a car. Not from any intended reason but because of neccessity. She wanted to live so she learned to exit a moving vehicle. She wanted to escape the abusive ex so had learned the safest way to project ones self from a moving vehicle. It was safer than the alternative.  She was replaying those events in her mind at the moment. She was afraid she would have lost her friend had she not stupidly run into the fire for the locket.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Si Senor." He says. "The fire was set off by a timed bomb. The bomb had a timer which the crew rewired backwards...it started ticking down when the Senorita left. It went off an hour an a half ago. Senor this is where it gets weird. The room directly next to hers blew up too. The bombs were set to explode and be a controlled area fire." He pauses. "The room next to the Senorita's was in the name of a Senorita Francine Delardin. She was a transfer student from France." He says. "It is strange that those two rooms were the ones targeted. You didn't hear any of that from me Senor. Must get going now." He bows and walks away. Going back to work fighting the fire like he is supposed to be doing.</span><br/><br/>Lunara coughs and gets out in a smokey brained daze. "Saved our locket francie..." She says in a mumbling voice. The world was starting to comed back to her and she looks around. This didn't look like the hallway. It looked very much like Ethan's car. She sits up fully and looks around. Looking around frantically to find the locket. Letting out a sigh of relief when she realized it was in her hands. "Saved our friendship locket..." she says softly. Looking at Ethan and shakes her head to something he said. "No. Thank you but I can't do that to you. Besides that is not appropriate at all. I should just get a hotel room for the night. Figure out what to do in the morning." She says flushed and flustered voice that was filled with shyness.