#scarsdale

She checks her phone repeatedly, tapping at it with nervous energy. Calm down. You cannot do anything from here. Worrying will give you unsightly lines on your forehead.

One terrier senses her disttress and licks her face

"Lucky dog" Kastur grins

Calanthe does NOT look impressed. Maybe she should have sat in front. The driver could lick her f... wait a minute, she shakes her head. What was she thinking??

Annd they drive, stopping at the Burger Boy! The icon to gluttony idol outfront lifting a burger!

"Four double bacon burgers, no buns..." She looks over the dogs, and then adds, "And 4 large..." She winces to order, "Plucky.. Clucky.. Chickie Nuggies' packs."

Kastur is given leave to order what he wants, though she abstains other than to ask if they have any sparkling water? Or at least bottled mineral water?

they donn't but offer a half sprite half water which might LOOK Like sparkling water!

Kastur orders the Belly Bomber!

Annd the dogs are.. well, some are a bit rude but they are obedient so wait for their food

She pays on her corporate card, and even allows for a 10 minute stop for the dogs to scarf and Kastur to stretch his legs.

Though, as they get going, and she's stuck in the car again. Air conditioning recirculating the smell of that SCRUMPTIOUS satyr, and the smell of freshly fried onion rings on the side...

"Ahem. If I could.. perhaps. Just one...?"

"Oh sure..." He offers it back

He must never tell. I wonder if I should hide the body, or push it and the car into a lake.

As she munches on not one, but a HANDFUL of delightfully greasy, hot, oily, fried Onion rings.

mmmm it tastes even better because she shouldn't

Which makes her think about that driver again... oh well, there's no THOUGHT police here.

He's really not that attractive. mmm maybe with the lights out?

she could use him as a tray for more onion rings

"We're making good time, gorgeous " He says

"That would be all greasy." She muses, not realizing she spoke aloud.

"Huh?" he looks back

Her pale cheeks flush! " Ahem. "My.. hands. Greasy. I was looking for a moist towelette."

"Oh hey, sure hold on" he reaches into the glove compartment, annd hands her ... oh how nice , pre packaged

A small smile for the man as she accepts.

"Hazzard of the trade... " he explains... "I stopped by this rib place once... a mess but worth it. Never let a good experience escape you"

"That is good advice." She looks out the window, watching the admittedly lovely scenery roll by, and lets her mind wander, thinking of Sir Sergei with ribs and onion rings, and only her to help clean off the sauce. It keeps her mind off of worrying, at any rate!

Yes, the scent is allurring, but she might find she wishes she could..celebrate her feeling with him. He's like a glacier to most. the fact she can cause him to steam is.. flattering

At this rate, she might even doze off... until her phone buzzes annoyingly.

And whenn it does, she's almost there

"Speak." She says curtly into the phone, not amused at the tantalizing dream that has flown from her grasp, leaving just a teasing scent behind.

....

Her expression grows grave, and... puzzled. "I do not understand. She did... what, precisely?"

.......

"I'll be there soon." Sooner than she thought! Maybe she DID doze off. "Wait for my orders, Danica. Do nothing until I am there."

(click)