Jackson opens a back door for himself and gives his orders.
Jeanne will drive
Elizabeth protests for a second, "it's not her car though!" She stamps her foot as Jeanne smugly climbs into the front seat.
Jackson leans to open the other back door, "Elizabeth climb in here with me, I want your hands to be free." Elizabeth smiles, obedient and satisfied with the direction they are proceeding in, sticking her tounge out at Jeanne in the front seat who ignores her.
She climbs in next to her professor and closes the door behind herself as Jackson whispers something to Jeanne, who starts driving through the dark streets.
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