Itzair chuckles. "That's it! What's the point of being on Earth if you can't enjoy it? Come on, let's get going there. Your family still living in the same place? Make sure to get the current address and we'll be off."<br/><br/>She's practically leaping down the stairs, grabbing the guard rail and flinging her legs forward to land on the turn, using the end of the rail to start moving into a swing down the next stairs... and considering her mass, probably doing a bit of damage along. It's what she was good at. It's not unlikely Glow saw the first leap down. "Catch up and I'll have the car running." She's feeling good. It might be her repaying a favor, but she's got the feeling there will be fun trouble along the way.<br/><br/>She starts up the car. It's an old muscle car she'd spent money rebuilding and touching up to look old but have comforts of the modern day. She revs it letting the rumble and small roar out. "I hope she likes a good bit of speed. If not, well, she probably wants to be Winter or Autumn."