Crimson's Sweet Siren

Phoebe grinned as the man dropped her on the passenger seat of a handsome red Phoenix. 

"What made you change your mind, lover boy?" 

His lips remained pursed into a thin, tight line, and he climbed into the driver's seat and started the engine without even bothering to answer.

"Hey I'm talking to you man with the red cap!" 

He still didn't respond and Phoebe pulled the hem of his shirt to catch his attention but his unyielding gaze remained locked ahead while he maneuvered the steering wheel out of the parking lot. It wasn't wise to bother him at the moment so she behaved on her seat like a good little kid.

A few minutes later when It was safe enough to talk and the car was peacefully traveling along the highway without any rushing cars she decided to give it another try.

"Are you sure you're gonna ignore me the whole night?" As though she was talking to the air, no one answered.