[He notices the flusteredness. And he whispers as he helps him in.] Don't worry, if she didn't yell at you I don't think she's too mad. [And then he rights himself to go around to the driver's side to hop in.]

Don't worry. Sandwiches come with lots of other things that can make them taste good.

[Though now he has this strange mental image of elves having to sample ketchup and mustard and mayonnaise and he wonders what it is that he's gotten himself into.]

[He starts driving, and unfortunately for them he still goes a bit fast even if he can't go Liberty City fast. And those corners are sharp. Thankfully for not having wheels these things handle like dreams.]