<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/55/David_Wolf.jpg)</div>Dave felt... dirty.  This woman made her living driving a cab, she might have kids to feed, and she certainly had a boss to answer to, and this was practically, no, it was, stealing from her. Glancing at Brian, and then at the girls, he sighed.  He could stay here and pout, or he could go along to the mall.  He sat in the front, giving Brian the back seat with both girls.  As they drove, he watched the roads, keeping careful track of distance and direction.  If he had to, he was sure he could get back to school on his own.<br/><br/>When the cab finally arrived at the mall, he pulled a wad of singles and fives from his pocket, smoothing them out on his jeans, and without counting them handed them to the cabbie.  The total was around seventeen bucks, all the cash he had. "Thanks miss."  He pressed the money firmly into her hand, and then left the cab before she could protest.  He might be a lot of things, but he was no thief.