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[Rockeater]

"You are literally paying me to be here, so, yes."

+1

[WillowLuman]

He looks a bit taken-aback for a second. "A'ight. Let's go."

You drive over to the next store in silence, and Leshawn asks you to hold once again. A couple more minutes later he comes out, shaking his head. "No luck. I got just one more stop though." He types something into his phone and a new destination pops up on your app: an apartment building on the North side of town.

[Egan_BW]

Aw yeah, let's complete this fetch-quest.

[King Zultan]

Aw yeah, let's complete this fetch-quest.

+1

[WillowLuman]

"Sure," you say. You hope this guy knows how much this is costing him. Not that you're complaining. You pull out of the parking lot and start heading North. It's another long, silent ride as Leshawn pays no mind to you, scrolling furiously on his phone. Soon enough you're coming up on a five-story apartment building across the street from the a grocery store. Wow, lucky.

"Here's me. Sorry for taking so much time." Leshawn pulls his pack out from the front seat.

"Don't worry about it, man." As he disembarks, you call out, "Good luck finding your pedal thing!"

Leshawn nods and heads inside. A second later, you get a blip on your phone. Damn, a $10 tip! And on top of that fare, too.

[Rockeater]

Any time for another ride?

[WillowLuman]

Any time for another ride?

The main rush of morning transit seems to be over, and the spattering of pings over town seems a bit less dense. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem there's any you can get to before the other drivers.

[Rockeater]

Well then, let's wait for the afternoon

[King Zultan]

Try and get that bit of blood of the ceiling.

[Rockeater]

Try and get that bit of blood of the ceiling.

+1

[WillowLuman]

Try and get that bit of blood of the ceiling.

Welp, might as well. You find a wet wipe in your glove compartment and try to expunge the tiny blood splatter. Thankfully it comes out without too much effort, and you don't have to drive all the way home to get the peroxide. While you're at it, you scan the rest of the ceiling for remnants of last night's harrowing events, and fortunately find only a few more easily-erased marks. Now your car is truly clean. Well, relatively speaking. Hmm. Still got Mr. Henderson's harmonica sitting on the console there. You wonder if you should stow it somewhere, or something.

Well then, let's wait for the afternoon

The skies get fuller and darker as the day goes on. You see gradually fewer pings, it being a weekday and the weather taking a turn, and other drivers snap them up for the most part. It starts to drizzle a bit, off and on, and you manage to pick up a few folks who'd rather not walk, but overall things are starting to get frustrating again. However, as it's getting on past five, and the workday draws to a close, your map starts getting busy again and you spot some opportunities:

*Joe Brent, going from your grocery store to a nearby house.

*Petra Farooqi, going from the bank to a duplex.

*Pat Kressener, going from a hotel to a pizzeria.

[King Zultan]

Petra Farooqi

[WillowLuman]

Petra Farooqi

You drive on over to the credit union, the rain starting to pick up again as you pull up next to the curb. A tall-ish woman with a very neatly collected suit and hair stands in the shelter of the doorway, holding her phone in one hand and a glasses case in the other. She calls out when you pull up, "Hello! Can you open the door please?"

[Rockeater]

Open the door

[WillowLuman]

Open the door

You lean over and swing the passenger side door open, and the woman makes a dash for the seat with one hand up shielding her face. She closes the door, slightly damper, and starts fiddling with the glasses case. "Really didn't think it would rain today..." she says, extracting a pair of blue-rimmed spectacles and putting them on. She looks over at you and narrows her eyes as if looking closer. "Say, weren't you in here earlier today?"