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*phonecall to Shawn* Hey man. Sup?

$hepp´nator! How´re you doing, man?

I'm doing alright... so not used to telephones. *stares at said item, shakes his head*

Wanna do something today?

You just said the magic words. So sure, I´m all yours, I´ll ask Gus to cancel my apointments.

*grins* Cool. Any idea... what you wanna do?

Roadtrip! I´ve been craving for a roadtrip for ages now! :D

Who's driving? *yes, this is the most important thing in John's world*

How long since the last time you´ve driven something as boring as a car?

Yesterday! *:D*

So, you´re not rusty anymore...

*chuckles* Relax, Shawn, if they trust the future of the universe on my shoulders.. I think I can take you for a drive.

Trust me, man. I trust you. *smiles* But I don´t want to make your.... driving muscles hurt if they´re not fit anymore.

*raises an eyebrow* If you want to drive just say so.

Nah, it´s ok. I wouldn´t be able to look out of the window and feel the breeze in my face if I drive.