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Sam has been working on the flying car. Modifying it.

For a car that doesn't run off petrol, this involves a surprising amount of both some sort of oil and, oddly, ash, which is why Sam is fairly filthy at the moment.

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...okay, that's weird.

Snow, holding an ice cream cone in one hand, wanders over to investigate.

Which mostly involves peering at him from her Sneakily Sneakish Hiding Place of 'sorta leaning around a wall'.

It is not very Sneakily Sneakish.

"Hi." She gets a wave, as Sam tries to wipe some of the dirt off his face.

Snow waves back!

And beams slightly.

And edges out to approach him, so she can rub ash from his nose with her thumb.

Her fingers are slightly cold.

Sam wrinkles his nose, slightly.
"Thanks."

With a grin and a shrug, Snow contrives to indicate you're welcome.

There's a spot on his cheek.

She gets that, too.

"If you intend to get all the ash off, we could be here all day."

Another grin; another shrug.

Snow doesn't mind!

"It could also get very awkward. I'm pretty much all ashed-up all over."

Headtilt?

Blinkblink?

No, she doesn't get it.

"Never mind. Just - Hey, seen the car yet?" Distracting her from the ash-removal is good.

Snow shakes her head firmly. No she has not seen the car! Because she does not know what car he is talking about.

"Oh. Well, here." He gestures at it. "It flies."

:O

Snow darts over and pokes it experimentally, looking back and forth from vehicle to Sam with delighted bewilderment.

Sam just looks appropriately smug.

Snow crosses her arms and jerks her chin at the car, raising her eyebrows.

The words, if she had words, would be prove it.

Sam considers this, then hops into the driver's seat. The seat next to him is patted to indicate that Snow should get in too.

:D AWESOME.

She hops in, tucking the skirts of her plain blue dress underneath her before she closes the door.

Oh, and Sam has some ash over his eyebrow. Might as well rub that away while she's here.

"Thank you." Dryly. Sam sets a hand on the steering wheel, and there's a momentary gold glow from him before the car lifts into a hover.

:O AGAIN.

Glowing!

And hovering!

And SAM IS ALL SORTS OF AWESOME :D :D :D

(It's possible Snow is easily entertained.)

Sam laughs, setting the car down again.
"Not feeling up for a full flight today."

Snow makes a hmph sort of face, then ruins it by grinning and hugging him spontaneously.

Fun flying car is fun!

There may be a little flailing from Sam.

"Er. Thanks. You're welcome."

:D :D :D

This totally deserves an ice-blessing. She's given them out for smaller things, after all.

With an air of impish solemnity, Snow kisses him on the cheek. Her lips are cold, colder than her fingers, and the mark they leave behind is bright ice-blue.

"Thank you." Slowly, as Sam touches his cheek.

She nods proudly, still smiling an I-done-good sort of smile.

Sam nods back, solemnly.

Well, they're not doing anything more in the car, are they?

So she's going to open the door and get out now.

Sam hops out, brushing himself down, quickly.

It gets some of the ash off, at least.

Fffft, ash.

She can brush some out of his hair, can't she?

(Hint: yes.)

Apparently so!

"You don't need to, y'know."

Eyeroll.

Well, duh, she doesn't need to. So? She wants to!

"I'm fine with the ash staying, really."

Snow makes sarcasmface!

Sam makes sarcasmface right back!

There's a guy with a tool belt that wanders over to investigate.

"How's it coming? Need a hand?"

"Sure. How are you with magically fueled flying automobiles?"

Xander paused, "...You know, left the manual on that at the last end of the world place, sorry. I know regular cars?"

"I don't really understand it either - It's mostly an intuitive thing."

"Huh? Any ideas so far?"

"Well, I built it, so I'm sure I had some ideas when I put it together. It was mostly just fitting parts where they made sense, though."

"I got a toolbox if you need anything there? I'm better on building stuff than on cars, but I've done some work on my car before."

"That's a point, might want to build some more places for new arrivals to sleep and wash. Earth bunkers might be running out of room by now." Beat. "That, and we have over a dozen people wanting to use one shower in the morning."

"Working on that. I really need some more supplies. And a crew, since uh right now? You are looking at the construction team around here. But definitely gonna see about more facilities and rooms."

"Well. Give me some time and I could probably build some solar-powered showers. Maybe a solar-powered hot tub." It's hard to say if he's being serious or not. "And then give you some help making a building around them, maybe, into some proper bathhouse-things."

"That's a really good idea... Uh, can I request that the hot tub comes pre-equipped with drinks and supermodels?" He joked with a grin.

"I'll see what I can do." Sam says, with mock-solemnity.

"Man, even just the hot tub alone, and I'll be your best friend. ...Uh, in the friend way, and only if you're need of some."

"Everyone would want a hot tub, I reckon."

"Yeah.. and how are you with toilets?"

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