Miku wondered if she'd managed to drift off. Driving always, always did that to her, which was why she didn't (besides she wasn't 20 yet, and didn't get to practice at all). Still, the ride was over, there was a little American town to comb through, and Alfons would be tagging along with her.

She got off the bus, stood to the side and looked through her coupon book while waiting for Alfons. Ooh, hamburgers. And massages and facials and all kinds of fun things. The photographer smiled. Even if Landel's was a horrible place, at least today would outshine the evening.