Kevin pulled into the parking lot and checked his appearence in the mirror.  He generally kept the windows down when he drove, enjoying the feel of the wind, the feel of<em>motion</em>.  However, it tended to muss the hell out of longish, black hair, which was less than manageable on the best of days.  He got out and looked at his watch, which was a cheap windup thing he'd found in the ruins of LA.  Or at least<em>an</em>LA.<br/><br/><em>Cool,</em>he thought with a smile.<em>As long as nobody orders pizza in the next twenty fucking minutes, I'm home free...</em>