Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Unless you have some top secret evil plan to drive around town for the rest of the night, yep." He dropped rather heavily into the passenger's seat, buckling up fairly quickly. It wasn't that he didn't trust her in particular. He just, didn't really trust other people driving in general. "And my sense of direction could be a bit off, this was the first time I came here after all. But don't worry, if we end up lost we could always call the diner and tell them to make more pie. Then we could follow our noses home."

Stephan had kept a close watch on the road as she turned, and for not having driven in a year, she did surprisingly well. "Hey, look at that, we're still alive," he teased, "Course I could be wrong. But I always imagined Heaven as more of a... Glowie, place." Jokes seemed to calm her down, and he sure as hell didn't want to be in the car with a nervous driver.

"Well, anywhere else I might point out a way, but I think it'd be better to just look up and see the building," he laughed, reminding her that there weren't really many big scientific looking complexes in the area. "It's right past this gas station I think, on the right." So there was a time for smartass comments, and this wasn't exactly it. But he figured that as long as he followed one up with a helpful thing, she wouldn't get pissed off.

"Yeah, where it was is fine, that way I won't lose it," he said with a bit of a grin, remembering the one time he actually did lose his car. There'd been some serious explaining to do about that one, but he had ended up finding it after only a day or so, so it hadn't been that bad. Glancing out the window at the sky, he added, "I'll walk you back to your building if you want, it's pretty dark." Even the frat boy had a few remnants of chivalry.

Unbuckling himself, he nodded, "You drive better after a year than most of my friends drove after an hour." Of course, his friends also often drove as fast as they felt they could push a car just to prove they weren't pansies. Swinging open his door, he glanced over at her, "Lotta of freaks wandering around out there, I should know, I'm friends with some of them." He was sort of joking, but it was true. He did used to hang out with a bunch of creeps.

"Don't see why not," He said, swinging the door closed with a bit of a thud. "Unless you'd like to come back to my place," he added, showing a bit of a devious smile. Well, no one could say he didn't try. And worst she could do was slap him. Or laugh. The latter seemed like a better alternative. He was fidgeting a bit, suddenly remembering he still sort of looked like a teenager fresh out of gym class in his previously wonderful running shorts.

"Huh?" Stepahn quirped, seeming a bit confused, "Uh, I was actually kidding, but it wouldn't be any trouble. You could take a look at the rooms, maybe give me some idea of what would look good." And if she was feeling friendly... Bad Steps. You just met her a few hours ago! Well, not that that's stopped you before, but still. You'll actually have to see this girl again. But she's cute. Ah the wars that went on in his brain sometimes.