Firestone Hot Springs go down to the gallows at midnight

Maia tended to think of strangers she met in terms of self-given nicknames, and if Tegan was rude boy, this dude was high-and-mighty-and-better-than-everyone dude.  And a total hottie, but that was totally besides the point.

Still, curiosity was starting to wear the edge off of her, though her burning paw was a constant reminder of her own mistakes so far.  "Yeah? Where do you live then?" She asked outright, for the first time losing the defensive uptick in her voice.

Then whoop, it was back.  "Um, yeah.  I could make it all the way home if I wanted," she answered, once again slightly churlish.  But it was waning with the eager prospect of dipping her poor paw in cold water, a thought that sounded more amazing as time went on.