"Money for the cake. Also, since you have zero interest in getting me back to your place safely, the least you could do is give me enough to hail a worry-free ride back to the Meyer residence."

Hearing this, the older woman's scowl deepened, "I'm not giving you a penny. Also, take out those things from the back seat. Just seeing them gives me a headache. I don't care how you'll do it, but bring those things home safely."

"Very well." Calytrix nodded sagely before opening the door of the backseat, where the other purchased stuff was placed. 

She grabbed several bags and started yelling for people to come accept...