gal_gardner:

"I'm telling you Lizzy," Petra munches away at her curly fries, just behind the seats for their lane, with an open line of sight to the lane she knew her little girl-friend would be on with... her boy. "--I don't trust him. No-one just meets someone else like that. He's gotta be some kind of pickup artist." She'd gone very light on the details prior to getting Lizzy along to run surveillance/security with her. She wanted unbiased responses.