"Yeah, I think I know better than you do, Mate." She scoffs, and scans the car park a moment, out of ingrained training more than anything else. Nothing. Perfectly calm and safe London car park.

She tosses him a sidelong look as she settles in to her seat. "Oh, so that's your problem? She turned you down. You're like, what, twelve?" After a moment, she snatches the bottle from his hand and puts it in the arm rest. "Open that in this car and I swear I'll throw it out the window."