To the Model Home [NYC] and beyond!
"By all means," Michael said, easily hiding his surprise. He would have expected her to want some time away from him. If not permanent time away.
Sighing as George Michael hopped into the staircar, he put on a plasticized smile.
"Well, you finally get to meet the infamous staircar," he pointed out, gesturing for her to get in on the other side. He winced (as he often did) at the garish lettering of the company's logo on the side before clambering into the driver's side.
"I'm thinking about a Honda," he said to no one in particular, starting the truck. "Too dad-ish?"
Sighing as George Michael hopped into the staircar, he put on a plasticized smile.
"Well, you finally get to meet the infamous staircar," he pointed out, gesturing for her to get in on the other side. He winced (as he often did) at the garish lettering of the company's logo on the side before clambering into the driver's side.
"I'm thinking about a Honda," he said to no one in particular, starting the truck. "Too dad-ish?"