"Thank you. That's really kind." Rose allows herself a smile. And if a different driver had picked her up, this might be where she coyly suggested that surely they can work out some kind of payment, but she likes to think she's good at reading people, and Larita doesn't seem like the type to press an advantage. Maybe she won't get that far down the road, but she's getting a coat, kindness, and a meal, and that's really all a girl can ask for.
She leans back against the upholstery as they move out of town and farther into the countryside, the rolling landscape as reassuringly familiar as any other stretch of the east coast. Her curiosity piques at Larita's comment, and she looks over at her. "You're making it sound like you own the place."
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She leans back against the upholstery as they move out of town and farther into the countryside, the rolling landscape as reassuringly familiar as any other stretch of the east coast. Her curiosity piques at Larita's comment, and she looks over at her. "You're making it sound like you own the place."