>"Alright. We'll be here."
>Wait until Marisa hangs up and that weird sound comes, so we know we're done.
>"Marisa should be here in a little bit, and she'll take us to Maribel."
>Wait!
>"Good enough," she replies. "Later!"
>You hear a clicking noise, and the phone goes silent. Still, you decide to wait for it to make noise again, just in case. A few moments later, it buzzes at you, and you return it to its resting place.
>"Ok," Mugetsu nods.
>You wait around for Marisa's arrival. Time passes slowly; there is little activity in your surroundings, and few points of interest to look at from where you're standing. Mugetsu glances around at all the little details in the phone booth and outside, but doesn't stray far from you. You think you can feel a chill creeping into the air. It's a cold night for summer.
>Eventually, you see a silver car turn the corner and drive down the street towards you. This would not be especially notable in and of itself; you've seen several silver cars drive past you in the last few minutes. What makes this one catch your eye is the speed. Why is it moving
that much faster than everyone else? Surely that must be unsafe? Well, more unsafe than usual, anyway. You have only a moment or two to contemplate this before it pulls up along the side of the road a few yards past you with a loud screeching noise. Mugetsu shifts nervously behind you.
