"I am." She replies, just a tad bit stiffly.  She recalled the last time Sophie had driven the car.  It had been a bit less than....pleasant.  It wasn't that Sophie wasn't a good driver.  She was.  It wasn't like she had ever gotten into an accident, or had even gotten caught by the police. Although, that in itself was the problem.  The fact that, while driving with Sophie, one had to worry about things like 'getting caught by the police'.<br/><br/>Grabbing the car keys from the small glass bowl that sat on a side table next to the main doorway; Danielle glances back at her younger sister briefly. She did it almost as though she was making sure that Sophie was both A.) following her out the door and B.) not about to fight on the car issue.<br/><br/>Walking out of the house without another hesitation, Danielle slips on her coat and walks down the walkway towards the garage.  The exterior decorating was just as nice as the interior.  With a well laid out stone pathway it was easy to keep off the well kept lawn.  Briefly; Danielle mused to herself on whether their grandmother had hired a gardener to keep all the flowers and trees in such a good condition, or if she had merely had an extremely skilled green thumb.<br/><br/>Either way; Danielle planned on looking into hiring a professional.  Having lived in New York city for their entire lives, Danielle knew that none of her sisters had much experience in yard keeping.  Watering a fern did<em>not</em>count.<br/><br/>She herself had no interest in learning how to mow a lawn and such, and she wasn't aware if any of her siblings did either. She supposed that if any of her sisters vocalized a desire to take care of the yard; she would give them a month or two to prove their capability before deciding on whether or not to hire someone else; but that was a thought for another day. Their lawyer and Mr. Schwartz were waiting.<br/><br/>Slipping into the front seat of the car, Danielle buckles her seat belt, waits for Sophie to do likewise; starts the car, and begins to drive away from the Callaway house and towards the lawyers office.<br/><br/>At a reasonable speed, of course.