"Same difference, man," Lia retorts as she jogs a few steps after him until she's walking beside him. "And same amount of dumb."

There's a moment of staring back until she sighs and rolls her eyes back at him. Wondering when the hell she hit her head and if she qualifies for one of those handicapped parking passes, she walks around the front of the car to the passenger side. Hand on the door, she shakes her head at herself, then looks back and waits for him to unlock the rest of the doors. "And what if I did ditch it? Whatcha gonna do about it?"

This is, without a doubt, the most retarded decision she's ever made in her life.