Dristha was back on the road with the wind in her hair after another well deserved break. Rocking out once again to Desi Girl. "Not too much longer and we'll have listened to all my CDs." Commented Dristha making mindless conversation with her egg. "And we've got a lot of CDs to get through." Dristha took her eyes off the road momentarily to smile at George. He didn't mind what they listened to, as long as Dristha liked it. If she was happy, then so was George. Dristha's smile fell a little, he was such a fragile companion. "You really should wear a seat-belt." Dristha tutted in good humour. George just grinned mischievously up at her and Dristha couldn't help grin back. "You rebel, you." Dristha shook her head and returned to focusing on the deserted road.