"Oh this is just great..."<br/><br/>Layla shook her head as she paced back and forth in front of her car slightly pissed but most of all annoyed at the fact that that the man she hit was playing stupid.<br/><br/>"Just my damn luck I hit the only person out of the whole town that doesn't know what a car is.... wait... are you high or something?"<br/><br/>She turned about to pointedly stare at the guy now, that just had to be it. Though as it seemed maybe she was high after seeing the shadow fly away. With a gapping mouth and dazed staring eyes... what else was there to say? It was easy to come to when the other male asked for her help and her car changed back and reformed something newer... prettier... and way out of her budget range.<br/><br/>"Whoa... I ain't taking you nowhere. I don't let strangers into my car or anywhere else with me."<br/><br/>This was very true, Layla wasn't exactly the normal type of woman, this was a huge phobia for her, she didn't like for people to be in her car or in her house, this just wasn't going to work. Maybe there was a another way.<br/><br/>"You can't ride in my car.. maybe on the hood or the roof but not in it... I can't do that."<br/><br/>There was almost a pleading note to her words and a large case of nerves as her hands twisted within one another, there was no way to do this. Layla was of the abnormal breed for women, that perhaps explained why half her dates went south real quick, and the fact that she lived further on the outskirts of the town.<br/><br/>"You are going to have to call 911 or have someone else take him, I can't do it. Sorry."<br/><br/>She went back to the side of her car ready to leave with the next beat of her heart as the night carried on around her, she felt bad for hitting the guy but...<br/><br/>"I can call a friend to help you get to where you need to go or.... something."