Alice Turner sat in her car, waiting for Thomas Fisher to come out of the restaurant. She thought she'd have to wait a while, but she quickly saw him running out from the restaurant.
Beep beep beep!
Seeing him just running out and standing at the restaurant door looking around, she pressed the car horn.
Hearing the sound of a car horn, Thomas looked in the direction of the sound, and only then did he see Alice sitting in the car. He walked with large strides towards her car parked not far away.
Once he reached the car, he instinctively opened the passenger side door. Without needing an invitation, he ducked in on his own accord.
"I've been drinking, you take me home."
Just as he ducked into the car and hadn't even sat properly, Thomas spoke up.
Alice turned to look at him, a dissatisfied look on her face, "If you've been drinking, find a designated driver. I'll help you call one right now, but you pay for it, I'm not responsible."
