"Oh? That's like totally musclely and stuff. Totally a guy car. I want something that says Hotty, you know? Something like me!" She laughed, running her hand up and down Sam's arm.

"Stop the car, you don't know who Jimmy Choo is?" She lifted a hand to her chest and took a dramatic breath. "You poor, deprived person! Jimmy Choo is only like, one of the hottest shoe designers ever. Everyone who is anyone has a pair, and he is my personal fav. Like, I'd marry his shoes, I think."