"Thanks but no thanks, sweetheart." Flashing her a smile that bordered on cold, he pulled open the door of the Impala and climbed in, jamming the keys in the ignition the second the door closed behind him. He'd call Bobby from the road; right now, he just wanted out of there. "See you around."

God, he hoped not, but it sounded a hell of a lot better than anything else he could come up with off the top of his head, regardless of how sarcastic he'd sounded. Not that he waited to see how she took it, however -- or if she bothered with any cryptic bullshit about how he probably would. Instead, he just put the car in reverse, swung out of his parking spot, and peeled out of the lot, checking over his shoulder every so often to make sure she wasn't following him until he'd made it back to highway proper.