I came out of the van, hearing a lady's words, the girl, who's name I believe was Marry had come out after me. I stood upright, eying the stranger, "Damn you." I said in a hushed and obviously annoyed voice,<span style="font-style: italic">what a nuisance</span>.<br/><br/>The driver dusted himself off tidily with his hands, he straightened his grey torn shirt before speaking, "Would you mind leaving us be for now? We're not exactly in the mood for any other<span style="font-style: italic">events</span>." he said, his voice was cold and uninviting.