Diesel placed Leona's travel duffel bag and shifted uncomfortably on her carrying case, her impatience growing as she glanced at Leone, who was holding the sign that read "Take us anywhere." The sun beat down, intensifying their frustration.

Diesel — « This is ridiculous! We've been here for two hours, and not a single soul wants to pick us up. »

A dusty pickup truck rumbled by, ignoring the hopeful pair. Leone sighed, adjusting the sign in her hands.

Leona — « I know, right? It's like we're invisible or something. Where is everyone headed, the middle of nowhere? »

As another car sped past, Diesel muttered.

Diesel — « At this rate, we might as well start walking. Anywhere is better than here. »