Sukey nodded briskly and went around to her side of the truck, keeping an eye on the holy man, in case he tried to run for it. After seating herself and starting the engine, she spoke again, "I realize you ain't done nothin' to me, either, but that don't mean that there ain't things that need some serious discussin'. We're goin' to my place, and you'd best roll that window down, if yer gonna smoke that in my truck. It ain't gonna happen in my house, just so ya know. So, what's yer name, Mister?" She drove off towards the Pookie residence, trying to plan out what exactly what she wanted to say, and pay attention to her new and sudden guest at the same time.