Pippa may be a bit of a lead-foot and general fury while driving at times but her music is always up loud. As she starts the car she reaches for the volume control with an apologetic look at Cait. "Sorry, bad habit of mine."
Instead of the Breaker Street most people might expect from Pippa, her car stereo is currently filling the vehicle with the sounds of the much harsher and possibly angrier sounds of a mainstream rocker. It eventually gives way to some slinky electronica with raunchy lyrics...that Pippa apparently has committed to memory as occasionally sings along.
She also treats Cait to her version of the Indy 500 as they cross the bridge between the island cities, speeding where she can and weaving in and out of traffic where she can't.
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Instead of the Breaker Street most people might expect from Pippa, her car stereo is currently filling the vehicle with the sounds of the much harsher and possibly angrier sounds of a mainstream rocker. It eventually gives way to some slinky electronica with raunchy lyrics...that Pippa apparently has committed to memory as occasionally sings along.
She also treats Cait to her version of the Indy 500 as they cross the bridge between the island cities, speeding where she can and weaving in and out of traffic where she can't.