Alexis smokes at the gas pumps

Right at the gas station pump Alexis is puffing on a freshly lit cigarette and cracking open a spiked seltzer wine cooler that she just jacked from the convenience store.

"Thought maybe you bailed?" Alexis blinks at you lazily.

"I just wanted to take a piss... Consider this me taking you out to dinner," you gesture at the chips and snacks Alexis grabbed.

"Wow, thanks a ton. You're such a charmer." Alexis exhales cigarette smoke and throws it, barely touched, to the ground. She doesn’t even step on it to put it out, just let it roll next to the gas pump.

Alexis unscrew the cap from her bottle and takes a swig, offering it to you, which of course you wisely decline. Alexis then pats the nonexistent pockets of her schoolgirl micro-skirt and stupidly asks, "Ugh, where are my keys?"

"The cop said I should drive," you remind Alexis. "Remember? We almost got arrested literally five chapters ago?"

"Yes, I remember, MOM." Alexis flips you off, seemingly unperturbed. "Who the fuck cares? Give me my motherfucking car keys, bitch."