Influence

"Where are we going?" Amelia asked, trying to keep her feet stable.

Rey took her to her car. "Get in. Give me the keys, I'm driving." He ordered.

Amelia gave him the keys as she went to sit on the passenger seat, while Rey mounted the driver's seat.

"Where are we going?" Amelia asked again.

"You are not the only one allowed to look different, your car does too," Rey responded.

"Huh?" Amelia muttered, but she didn't get any response.

He soon pulls up at a car shop. "Get down." He said, unfastening his seatbelt. Amelia did the same and got out of the car.

"Hey man, this is the car I told you about," Rey said to the man he met there.

"Oh, it's a good one. Hello Miss." He said, then waved at Amelia with a little smile.

Rey cleared his throat. "Please focus on the car." He said to the man, without trying to hide his jealousy. Amelia found it very amusing.

"So, what are we doing?" The man asked.

"Just repaint the car and change its number plate," Rey replied.

"Alright, noted."

Amelia gentl