Jane Sampson's face was flushed red, like she had sneaked a sip of wine, and her eyes merrily looked at James Black before she smiled.
To exaggerate a bit, it seemed her mouth almost split to the back of her ears, showing just how happy she was.
"Keep your laughter a bit more restrained." Peter Gingery, sitting in the rear seat, slowly removed his hand and muttered, "Should I vacate the space and drive myself?"
Peter Gingery was just saying it casually, but unexpectedly, James Black seriously said to him, "Get out of the car."
???
Peter Gingery was completely baffled, then he huddled in the rear seat with an expression of fear and trembling, remaining silent.
James Black turned to look at Peter Gingery and urged, "Didn't you say you wanted to drive yourself?"
"Bro, you're serious?" Peter Gingery scratched his head and then really opened the car door and got down.
