After driving for around 10 minutes Taylor took off her sunglasses and looked out the window. "Hey, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I don't think you're going the right way. We're meant to be going to the airport." She said with concern in her voice.

"You're right," Replied John "We're not going to the airport."

Taylor began to look scared. "What!? Stop the car! Let me out!" She yelled.

"If you look out the window, you'll notice that this is a rough part of town. I don't think you'll last too long out there. Especially not without your phone."

Taylor looked around for her handbag, which had mysteriously disappeared. "Wh-what do you want? Do you want money?" She asked, sheepishly.