The Porsche with the Pinstripe Tattoo
Chapter 8:
A few more days had gone by and Doc still had not given her an answer. Sally huffed and drove over to the clinic. She took a deep breath then went inside.
" Hey, Doc," Sally chimed.
" Hey, Sally," Doc uttered, while putting tools away.
" Have you thought about my request," the Porsche urged.
" I have," the Hornet stated. " And my answer is no. Don't get me wrong. I'd love to have you here. We all would. You would make a great addition to the Radiator Springs family. It's just not a good time."
" I understand," Sally said forlornly. " Thanks, Doc."
She left the clinic, sighing. The Porsche looked over at the Cozy Cone. Sally drove over to the ran down building, admiring it. She continued over to the café.
" So, what he'd say," Flo approached her.
" No," Sally mumbled.
" Hey, turn that frown upside down," the Motorama soothed. " You can always come visit us. And us you."
" I don't know, Flo," the Porsche sighed. " After being gone for so long, Mr. Lamborghini will be expecting even more out of me. I'll be lucky to squeeze in a five minute shower and two hours of sleep."
Flo frowned at her, concerned.
" Speaking of which, I should go pack," Sally mentioned, driving away.
The Motorama watched as she entered hers and Ramone's home, closing the door behind her.