It must be rather late, so all the guys with at least a bit of responsibility left are certainly already gone by now. So you are not likely to find a nicer person. And Steve is your neighbor at least, which is a very valuable advantage, given your current speed while walking. If he takes his time getting home, fine, you will just hide in his pocket and wait for him to arrive there, and eventually he will, as the supply of hair gel he can carry around with him is clearly limited. Therefore, Steve it is.
While considering your options, Steve was expanding his. Using a deadly combination of small talks, jokes (some of them involuntary results of his "cool" image, no doubt), and some drinks, he has begun to erode Sandra's defenses. It can't be long before she will finally agree to whatever he proposes (as if we all didn't know what he was after).
Forcing yourself to stop marvelling at that guy's powers of seduction, you go on climbing up his trousers until you reach the pocket. With an elegant move you jump into it. It is dark inside, but you are still able to see the things around you. Giving them a closer examination confirms that you would have been better off in complete darkness: at least 2 used condoms, another one that hasn't been used, the sad remains of at least one cigarette pulverized in this pocket, and some big pipe that looks suspiciously like lip stick (would figure, though). The smell is nearly unbearable, as tobacco mixes with sweat and leather and you start liking Steve even less. Since none of these items will be any help, you climb back up to the opening and peek out your head.
It turns out that this is another case of perfect timing as you are just able push your head over the rim, moments before your surroundings are starting to fly. Steve has stood up, and looking to the neighboring seat, you can see Sandra's standing form. Judging from her happy, if not blissful face, you figure that he/the drinks has/have been able to convince her for this night out with Steve.
They both leave the party without any further comment and head for the alley next to the disco. Waiting there is Steve's car, a cabriolet desperately trying to pretend to be a Buick. While the canopy is open when on the road driving, it is closed at them moment. Makes sense, you don't want to invite people to use your car as a garbage can or anything.
Steve does open the car door for Sandra and helps her take it seat after removing the canopy. You don't want to judge whether this is really gentleman- like or just considering her heightened state of awareness. After closing the door, he bolts around the car and jumps into the driver's seat without opening the door. The experience is like riding the roller coaster, and you have trouble hanging on to his pocket. This time, you are not able to contain yourself and your dinner leaves through the front door all over Steve's trousers. He doesn't notice, of course, but if he knew you'd be a goner for sure.
Turning on the radio to some country songs or something, he starts up his little baby and rolls out. You are on the road. The only question is, where is it taking you?
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