[i]Meghan took a look over to the hitchhiker and remembered the familiar face of Thebes, who she pulled the truck over for. She hadn't even owned the car, really, just borrowed it from a friend in order to arrive in something that wasn't a pearlescent pink and silver Sparrow, so she understood the struggle of having to find alternative means of transport. The side door opened for Thebes and Meg stopped the car. "Heyo." [/i]