-]"That's perfectly fine," Xavier said, "I was already intending on it." He smiled at her, not noticing the look that Elizabeth gave the bag and headed out to his car. He ran a hand over it before popping the trunk and said, "I love this car about as much as you love yours...Things like these are classics. If only they hadn't phased out making the really good cars." X put the bag in the trunk, closed it, and then got in the driver's seat. He let the cool leather of the bucket chair envelop him and waited for Elizabeth to get in.[-