Once the two women were finally seated, Anne didn't need a reminder to buckle her seatbelt and lock her door. She kept her dog calm by scratching his head as he leaned it on her shoulder from behind while Toffee amused himself by staring out of the window. He bumped his head into the clear barrier a couple of times, likely wishing to stick his head out and feel the wind. They were all just a mile outside of the compound when the older woman spoke. "We probably should've let them run around first, but I sure don't mind getting out of there as soon as possible." Hearing Gracie's question soon after, Anne actually turned to answer her. "Wherever you are, I guess. Colorado sounds nice. Maybe it's too cold for them there."