The Drive Home (Richard and Rebecca)

[a magical taco]

He closed his eyes and offered her a vision of his mind. She didn't have enough power to really read his thoughts but he could send her images and messages just the same. He sent her an image of himself standing against a white back ground. She stood before him touching his face. He imagined the image would be strange for her, seeing herself in third person but that would only add to the effect he was trying to show.

He let the image soak in for a moment before he spoke. "First off this touching of the temples thing is weird, you so know we aren't in a star trek episode right?" She began to fumble for her words but he didn't wait for her to find them. "Rebecca, no offense but you're kind of a blabber mouth. If you didn't tell Mr black today you would have when he called you in a day or two to narrow down Simon's position". He took her back to the first time they had spoken to Mr black outside his store and then showed her the phone call from a few days ago. "Lying is not your talent. I was sort of hoping for those extras couple of days but it doesn't really matter." Her eyes and the look on her face almost made him laugh. "Because you rushed me you are going to get to do the dirty work though. I need one of the human bodies from the vampire lair. I have a plan." He brought her back to reality and removed her hand from his face. They had grown closer in the last few weeks and as much as he might have taken this opportunity to try to get in her pants before now the idea just seemed...weird. "Seriously, Rebecca when have you seen me touch people just to read minds, do I suddenly have pointy ears or something?"

He sat back and reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a metal case and opened it. Inside was a single joint. He light it and took an hit. He rolled down the window and blew it outside.