Danny turned around to face them. “Okay. I’m up for it. But I don’t believe for a minute you’d give me this car. It’s stolen, right? Or did you guys just rob a bank?”
Danny had a great smile, Ryan noticed. He winked at Jack. Then he nodded solemnly. “There may be the—ah—occasional police car after us. Is that a problem, Danny?” Ryan had a way of raising his eyebrows that almost made him look evil. Jack loved it. Ryan added, like it mattered, “You are old enough to drive, right?” thinking, what amaroon. “Just don’t take a wrong turn at Albuquerque,” he added, even though he knew Danny might be too young to get the Bugs Bunny reference.
“No, I’m not too young to drive,” Danny smiled, and he didn’t look like a doofus at all, right then. “I’m not as stupid as I look, either, and don’t say you couldn’t be, like my brother always does!”