[Funkduder]

Up close, the face that Ruebella made actually looked a little cute to Michael. It was almost as though she were reluctant to face the fact that her best help came from the artificer she rejected the day before, but he'd never say that aloud. That would ruin the mood that had been created from the moment. He turned to the captain and asked for permission to take another car. Being directed to the garage, he was interested at the fact that there were not only military vehicles, but more casual cars as well, like motercycles and even an old covertable from before the eschaton.
"Well then, Madam Red. I hope you enjoy, the night's accomedations." Michael emphasize her name as though it was a joke to even call her that anymore, now that her real name had been said.
He motioned his arms to a car that he noted to be a masterpiece as soon as he saw it, the Bugatti Veyron, a two seater with a W16 engine-16 cylinders in 4 banks of 4 cylinders fed by four turbochargers. He knew before he opened the hood that the engine had already been adjusted for solar energy. Going from zero to sixty in two and a half seconds, he was pretty sure that most demons could be avoided if neccesary.