Fresh air. I’ve been cooped up way too long.

[ is that a jab at her van, griff? because now she’s absolutely going to have to one up- holy shit. she gapes at the interior, absolutely speechless as she wanders toward and just grabs the side to peer in and gawk. ]

[ woah, woah doesn’t even cover, like, half of it. ]

Holy shit, Grif. This thing is amazing! [ she looks at him from over her shoulder. ] A truly stunning specimen. She got a name?