Oh... ok... ok mister. Thank you." she walked up to the van door,
the vehicle was so high up she had to hold on the the door and the seat and
pul herself up. Then she was seating in a big leather seat, the city
looked different from behind tinted glass. The van was very warm and
smelled like grownup things. It smelled like pipe smoke like the kind her
uncle used to smoke and some kind of spicy cologne. Before she could turn
to see the stranger next to her, he reached over her and pulled the door
closed. She then heard the sharp click of an automatic lock.