Rachel mimicked Bridget's eye rolling, frowning at Karl's obvious bragging.  Like Bridtet, it always irritated her when people flaunted how wealthy they were in front of others who weren't so fortunate.  Not that she and Bridget knew all that many wealthy people, and none with the amount of money that Karl apparently had, but a few of their college friends had parents with money, and always liked to show off.<br/><br/>"I suppose being cramped for a bit won't hurt," she conceded, glad at least that she'd be sharing the space with someone she knew, and that said someone wasn't a guy.  It was going to be awkward enough without that added complication.  She joined Bridget in getting out of their suddenly useless car and locking her door, and waited for Karl to lead them to his car, irked that people had to be snobs and buy expensive cars with no back seats.  She only hoped their car wouldn't be all that expensive to fix, because the two of them couldn't afford cabs to take them everywhere for long.