Xavier's here to pick you up, to drive you to prom.

You didn't have anyone ask you, so you're just going with your college teacher, since he offered.

You walk out of the house, and he has to do a double take when he looks at you.

"Damn..." He mutters.

He looks you up and down.

"If you get in this truck, I'm gonna fuck up that lipstick." He licks his lips slightly.