Sunday brings out the wierd in everyone.
Cold rainy night, walking down the street to sam's.
Creepy british lady pulls up in a white van.
C.B.L: Hello there, can i offer you a lift?
Leon/Abbey: I beg your pardon?
C.B.L: A lift, can i offer you a lift?
L/A: I'm sorry... you are?
C.B.L: Oh, i'm sorry. I thought you were my son.
Creepy british lady drives off.