"Mr. D!" I yelled as we ran toward the car. He was reading a newspaper while humming along to a Beethoven's Symphony.

"Mr. D!" I said again as Jacques and I shoved ourselves into the back seat. This time he jumped up, almost tearing his paper apart.

"Let's go as fast as your car could take us, now!" I said.

"Is there a grizzly bear chasing you, miss?" he asked.

"Something ugly like that," I said.

"And you come back with another beautiful young lady..."

"Mr. D, JUST GO!"

"Alright, alright!" He said, starting the engine at last. Through the window, I could see pairs of red glowing eyes watching...