Mira remained blissfully unaware of Beth's thoughts about how much further along in her life she was then Mira, even though they were only a meager four years apart. Shifting around in her seat slightly, Mira settled down and spoke in a more casual tone "Glad you approve then, I don't know what I'd do if I came off as being too childish for you." She chuckled uneasily, and kept on driving towards their location. After a few more minutes, the two pulled into a rather expensive and professional looking lobby lot, and as the two went inside, they were greeted by a rather stereotypical mechanic looking man: overweight, ugly, and bathed in grease. Still, he was polite enough "Ah, welcome to<em>high fliers</em>, ladies. Will you be checking in a double cart, or two singles today?"