Whether it's her vehicle or not, Lottie shows up in a nice, white, four-door knock-off that Coco's never heard of. The outside is unassuming, almost unmodified if you're not tetchy about stickers. Inside, well. If the copper decided to ever list it or give something to his pals on the force, the description would probably say something like "converted to a two person sleeper." Sounds a lot better than calling it a mobile surveillance car, or rigger's stalking vehicle. Although in this case, Lottie skimped on the drones and instead put in water and simple things that will last. Rice, beans, that kinda stuff.<br/><br/>"Normally, I'd say that this is one of those 'home, James, and don't spare the horses,' situations," Lottie says as she pulls out and starts to exit at a slightly fast speed, "but I don't know where that is for you, if you'd share, and so on. So, I'll just ask where you wanna get drop-ed." She's still a bit shaky, and basically dressed in a tanktop and shorts, but Lottie's focused.