[Uh-oh. Looks like the policeman decided to be thorough after all, because he sure is leaning in through the window and looking directly at them.]
How fast are you?
[Misty asks placidly out of the corner of her mouth, using the rest of it to smile at the officer. Without waiting for an answer, she grabs Caitlyn by the hand and pulls her up, then - still holding onto the younger girl - moves to make a break for it out the back of the car.]
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How fast are you?
[Misty asks placidly out of the corner of her mouth, using the rest of it to smile at the officer. Without waiting for an answer, she grabs Caitlyn by the hand and pulls her up, then - still holding onto the younger girl - moves to make a break for it out the back of the car.]