Mark didn’t expect the carry on to weigh as much as it did, but he was quick to recover and hoped he hadn’t made Waverly nervous with the sudden dip he made with her case. Case rested in place on the floor, he closed the door and opened the passenger door for Waverly.

“I wouldn’t use a work vehicle for sex, or any vehicle for that matter; unless of course it was desperate times calling for desperate measures.” He smirked holding the door open for her and noting that he would have to slap Dean later. Waverly was not a teenage girl, and there were plenty of high class places he could take her for intimate relations, should she so choose to grant him that favor.

“And yeah, they wash the cars every day, I just had them vacuum out it out a little. There’s nothing you can do about the scent o’cop I’m afraid though.”