What the fuck. Seriously, what the fuck. I set Claire on the seat behind me, if only to avoid injuries from all the glass fragments to her almost-naked body.
The limousine's window, I notice, it's also wide and tall enough to allow Tina to slither in. Uh-oh.
She attaches her pick to her side and she grips the window's frame, pulling her close. If she jumps, her bike is going to die in a ditch, more or less literally.
"Uh… Tina? Maybe we should calm down a little."
"Shut up! She's the one who fucking kidnapped you! Do you know what we do to kidnappers in my neighbourhood?"
"You are going to find out very soon," Claire snarls, pulling up a shred of her dress to cover her chest as she pushes a button. The car alarm starts to blast as the limousine takes a sharp turn to the side, and she sways on the seat. They are trying to make her crash!
"Stop! You can't…"
"I'm not going to share my love with a dirty fucking bitch who has crawled out of the sewers!" Claire stands up and takes off her clothing, revealing her perfect breasts. "Do you think he's going to spend his time with someone like you, your disgusting flattie?"
"Oh, that does it," Tina says. "I'm going to enjoy flatten your face." The limousine takes another sharp turn and it pushes me against her and the car's frame, but Tina is not on the track team for nothing. She takes off her helmet and it crashes behind her on the road. I hear an echo of car horns. What the fuck is happening out there? Are we going to die because of my stupid ring?
"Heave-ho!" Tina pulls herself in. I don't see her bike anymore, but I hear another crash as it gets lost in the traffic. What the fuck! "Hahh… that was easy," she growls, gripping her pick again. "Now it's time to teach miss princess she should have stayed in another castle!"
Claire blanches a moment looking at her murderous gaze and at the weapon in her hand, but then she shakes her head and pushes yet another button.
"Don't think I did not come prepared, you little sewer rat."
"Little miss, please!" Comes the voice of one of her bodyguards as the car starts to rumble and shake. What even is this thing? A fucking transformer?
"I will see you back at the mansion," she grins. She attaches the car belt to herself and holds my hand. "It's time, my love."
Time for what?
And then the car snaps in four.