Abby laughed, a soft, genuine laugh that invited anyone listening to join.  "The scenery does have a lot going for it!"  She opened the rider's door and slipped in his car, admiring the interior, her fingers smoothing over the soft leather of the seats.  Before she brought her feet inside, she rubbed them against each other to get the sand from them.  "I'm learning, although I'm pretty clumsy.  When you're falling, it's not so much fun, but when you get it just right...nothing better."<br/><br/>She wiggled her toes against the soft floor of the car as she waited for him.  "The Grub Shack is just a little ways down the beach.  And I don't have much stuff.  I was thinking we could have a bonfire tonight.  Jimmy at least left the place stocked.  There's a bunch of food."<br/><br/>She rolled down her window and rested her arm on the frame.  "So what brought you to the horrible life of sin and waste and bumming around that is Malibu?"