I face forward. “Who’s SUV is this one?” Raven studies me. “It’s Pacman’s, why?” Pacman must be Captain considering her hand fell on his shoulder as she said it. He meets my eyes in the mirror. “Are you finicky about your car?” He gives a slow shake of his head, his smirk returning to the road. “Go for it, Bishop.” Awe, look. He gets it.
