I'll handle it.

Nodding, I turned and strode towards the small open glass door. The bell made a telltale "Ding-dong" sound as I stepped across the threshold, and reluctantly, the young guy at the counter put his phone down and turned to pay attention to me. He looked to be in his early twenties. and my eyes took in the small holes where he had obviously removed his piercings to meet with the dress code. He looked over me with an amused expression, his eyes glancing out the window to where Charlotte lounged with the gas can.

"Ran outta gas?" He asked with a chuckle. My eyes noted the "Mike" on his name tag.

"Yeah, two gallons of Diesel, please." I opened my wallet and slid a ten dollar bill across the counter. That should be more than enough to cover it.

"Oh man, in this rain... that's gonna suck. " He laughed. "That's why you drive Japanese, man. Plus it doesn't hurt when you want to get some trim." He jerked his thumb towards Charlotte, making no motion to ring me up. "That your girlfriend?"

"Uh... look, can you just ring me up?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Huh... Right, oh sure man... I'll get it." He nodded, his eyes not leaving Charlotte, "Yeah, she totally reminds me of this gal my buddy nailed a few days ago."

"Huh?" I asked, wishing that he'd just get around to ringing me up. Another peal of thunder sounded.

"Oh yeah, He had her right in the back seat while I banged this smoking hot blonde in the front." He grinned, bragging. "I'd show you pics, but the bitch wouldn't let me take any. Said she was afraid I was gonna upload them. Should have seen her too, her skin was fucking perfect, flawless. Freaky as hell..."

"Look, that's my WIFE." I snarled. It was the only thing I could think of to shut him up. "We'd like to get our gas and go please."

"Dude, don't be a dick." Mike blurted, before turning to his screen and punching a few buttons on it. "Done. And Fuck you too."

He slapped a single penny on the counter and looked at me with a challenging gesture. I grabbed my change, as it were, and turned. I walked back to the pump, noticing that Charlotte had placed the can on the ground and begun filling it.

"Hey, what took y'all So long?" She asked, looking up at me with a calm expression. The rain began to fall again as she worked.

For a moment, I was tempted to ask her about what Mike had said. It didn't seem like something that Helen and Charlotte would do, and honestly, I was far more inclined to believe her version of the events. And then something he had said went through my head, and I realized that there was no way that he had seen Helen naked.

"That guy... is an asshole." I said calmly, reaching down to pick up the gas can. I looked back, and he was staring right back at us. "And I kind of told him we were married to shut him up."

"Oh God." She remarked, her eyes drifting back to the Kiosk. "What did he say?"