For a couple of seconds, Jennifer was trying to make a meaning out of the situation. Who in their proper state of mind would ask someone that just got up from the hospital bed for money?

She giggled partly and sat on the bed. "Wait. Let me understand something here. You ran me over and you are asking me to pay for my hospital bills. Is that what this means?"

The driver cleared his throat. "I.. didn't actually run you over," he defended himself. "As a matter of fact, my car didn't even get close enough to touch the fabric of your clothing."

Jennifer scoffed. "What point are you trying...