"Under normal circumstances, I'd run there, and try to make it back by the end of lunch period but--" "Not when we might have a man-killing cat roaming around. Come on. I'll drive you." He started toward the lot. I jogged up beside him. "You don't have to do that. Go eat your lunch." "I've got some energy bars in the glove box." I jostled him. "What, you don't trust me to drive your baby?"