“The Prius I think.”<br/><br/>Caroline smiled slightly.  An odd sight considering her stature and body now.  Watching the act was like seeing a statue turn to give a gesture of appreciation to a passerby.  Only the dress remained of her friend and even now that article of clothing was in danger.  More than likely Caroline had sacrificed the blue dress in order to participate in this conflict.  Hands curled into metallic fists while the large woman stalked forward.  Beneath the cold exterior of metal was a blazing heat of anger that was slow to build.  Yet build that anger did as she thought about her ruined date and the hopes she had for the date.<br/><br/>“They are waiting for someone or something.  This fight needs to end quickly.”<br/>