"We did ride together." Jane reminded him, giving a little frown. "... Why don't I go sit in the truck for a bit? You can join me when you're done. But I think I'd like to text Strider." she glanced around. "I think he might have left already, and I didn't get to see him much in the hubbub. When you're done here, I can take you home."
What A Shame, Too Bad You're Gonna Miss The Girl