Rylie stared at him in blank shock as he started speaking. Before she could even react, he was lifting her by the skull.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!</span><br/><br/>In an instant he had dropped her again and was perched on the roof of her car, staring impatiently at her. She stood on shaky legs and gazed back before wobbling to the driver's side. Her mouth opened, "I should've just run you over," She stated blandly, before shaking her head and looking him in the eye, "If you want to go somewhere, you have to get in the car, not ride on top of it. That'll get me pulled over and apparently you have something against... people."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">No good deed goes unpunished, eh Rylie? Just when you thought your luck couldn't get worse, you've got a crazy person on top of your car. </span><br/><br/>"Where do you want me to take you?" She asked. The sooner she got rid of him, the better. Didn't look like she'd make it to work today.