"Dude. Where did you get the van?"
"Used dealership. It runs great, actually." Nicky cocked her head and looked at me like a confused puppy. "Why? Don't like it?"
I laughed. "You look like you're ready to kidnap some children."
"Oh, dude. C'mon."
I held up my hands in pseudo-defeat. "Sorry."
"Besides," Nicky added, "even if I did have candy in this van, I wouldn't give it to bratty kids."