The bright smile that lights up her face is contagious Crash can feel himself get all squinty and smiley as he
approaches, "Well, Commanderbones!" His smile drops some. Well. There goes that.
"Actually uh." He sheepishly rubs his neck, clearing his throat, "I'm Crash." He catches bright blue out of the
corner of his eye, and subtly peers over, eyes widening with surprise when he sees himself in a framed picture! And
not just him, the rest of the team! Right under the picture of Tina's grandpa! He blinks at it, as Tina sloooowwwwly
tilts her head inside his view.
"Well, heya then, Crash!" She springs up, ponytail bobbing slightly, "You like that?" She jerks a thumb over to the
picture, "I saw ya'll in the magazine and just /had/ to have it." A goopey smile settles on Crash's face.
"A..Aw, Tina, that's real nice of you..." It always felt good to see people thankful of you saving them and not,
y'know, hurling garbage at you and cursing you out of a city. Oh, man. Speaking of getting out of the city- Crash snaps back to attention. "Hey! Uh. I think your gas-thingy is broken." Tina tilts her head and raises a brow, before realization reaches her.
"Ohhh. Right!" Her lips purse gently, wincing a little, "The, um, gas is missing!"
"Missing?" Echoes Crash, brows furrowing. "Was it a bandit?!" Tina shakes her head, "A giant bird?" Another head shake, "A dinosaur tryin' to get revenge?" Tina pauses on that, thinking.
"...Y'know, it did kinda sound like that!" She's gently gripping a broom handle, Crash notices, staring out the window with a determined look, "I'm stayin' up to find out what it was! The gas shipment comes in tomorrow mornin', and I wanna see what happens to it!" She looks back to Crash, "...Plus, I gotta. Because I don't get paid if I don't show up!" Crash nods. Made sense. He eyes the clock.
"...Aw man, ten? I can't wait, like, twenty hours! I gotta get on the road!" His eyes flicker down to the snacks sign. Nothing helped disappointment more than eating. And eating. And eating. His stomach gently growls.
"Well, I think the next gas station is thirty miles that way!" Tina says cheerfully, pointing further on down the road. Crash groans quietly, bowing his head. Figures. Stupid vacation. Stupid car. Noticing his frown, Tina tries to console him, "Can't that robot... Jamie?" Crash nods. Close enough, "Can't he make s'more fuel for your tram?"
"I don't got the tram." Huffs Crash, resting his elbows on the counter now, "Or my friends." Tina puts a hand over her heart, wide eyed.
"Did ya'll break up!?" Crash jolts at this, shaking his head no.
"N-No! Never! We're just on vacation!" Tina visibly sags with a sigh of relief, then a small laugh.
"Had me worried there for a sec, Clash!"
"Crash." He looks around the store, distracted, stomach grumbling again. He pats it with a little groan. Quiet, stomach! Tina raises an eyebrow.
"..You hungry?" Crash flinches, almost feeling guilty at that, but nods. Tina thinks. "...Welllll, don't tell my manager, but since you did sorta save my life an' everything... Even though you just got that concussion and passed out and left me to get my soul sucked by that giant eye thing... I kinda owe ya!" Surprised, Crash meets her eyes. "You can have free snacks!" The smile that spreads on Crash's face absolutely glows. Tina's taken aback by it, smile softening, watching him just about tackle the snacks stand.
Outside, trucks creak quietly in the still air. The stars shine clearly.