"Yeah, we'll talk later.  I figured as much," Dreamer said, nodding at Kitten as he finished tying a rope.  He jumped into the driver's seat and also slammed his door shut.  All right... they were ready.  Time to bluff their way out...<br/><br/>He put the car into gear and started heading for the exit of the parking garage.  The corpse strung to the hood didn't slide around much; they'd tied its ankles to the side mirrors, and one rope around the neck led to the front bumper.  The dead face was facing forward like the prize from a hunt... which was the hoped-for assumption.<br/><br/>The body was far enough forward that he could see over it all right, too.  Now, then, all they had to do was fool any humans out there.<br/><br/>"Stay down back there, you two," he said as they came to the garage's exit.  "If we shoot off a couple rounds, assume we're just acting like the other crazy humans around us.  Unless we tell you otherwise."<br/><br/>He drove out of the garage, not going slowly, nor speeding... just driving as normally as a human could be expected to.