Bella's driving home from Olympic National Park, herbs all wrapped up in paper and stashed in a Macy's bag on the driver's seat. Ho hum. She doesn't need most of them; she's going to dry them and take them home to Phoenix where she can trade them for equally nonindigenous-to-the-Southwest botanicals. The perks of being a child of divorce.
impetuous_force
Bella doesn't make a fuss about it.
"We'll be at your hotel in like five minutes," she says, when they pass a relevant sign.
"We'll be at your hotel in like five minutes," she says, when they pass a relevant sign.
princeofsalem
"Awesome, thanks," Neville says. "I guess I'll have to find a tow truck or something tomorrow."
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