[The demon car is a good boy. A good boy like Sypha wanted. She is the only thing it loves on this earth (for a given value of "love", being that it's a demon we're talking about here), and it has predictably been crabby and inconsolable the entire time she's been missing.
Yet almost even before the sound of Alucard's whistle has faded away, the roar of a hellfire engine ricochets through the air, and within moments around the bend comes Sypha's demon roadster, engines working double time as it screeches up to meet them like a good and proper getaway car.]
...You brought my car...
[It would honk the horn in acknowledgement, except that we're trying to be stealthy. Instead, the door merely pops open, almost impatient as it awaits its mistress and her boy friend guy thing.]
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Yet almost even before the sound of Alucard's whistle has faded away, the roar of a hellfire engine ricochets through the air, and within moments around the bend comes Sypha's demon roadster, engines working double time as it screeches up to meet them like a good and proper getaway car.]
...You brought my car...
[It would honk the horn in acknowledgement, except that we're trying to be stealthy. Instead, the door merely pops open, almost impatient as it awaits its mistress and her boy friend guy thing.]