"Mike knows how to make fake I.D.'s so I'm swinging by to have one made," replied Melissa. "Do you want one too?"
"No thanks," said Jon, caring about nothing that wasn't magic rock related. Besides, sneaking into a bar and getting liquored up in her current state wasn't on her to do list. "I look too young for a fake I.D. to work."
Melissa gave her a once over. "Yeah, you do look a little too young for a fake I.D."
"So do you. Hopefully you'll be able to get by with it." Perhaps Melissa could be discouraged from making the stop if she thought that it was a futile effort hoped Jon.
"Yeah, I hope so. I just wish that we didn't need fake I.D.'s."
Jon's eyes grew after hearing the "w" word and with good reason as the car interior was illuminated before her eyes.
