"After heading out of the gas station and jumping back into his truck, Coyote tosses the bag of snacks into the passenger seat, ready to head back out onto the road."

"After driving for little more than twenty minutes, he sees a hitchhiker in the distance, contemplating whether to pull over for them. He decides there’s no harm and slowly brings the monstrous truck to a stop." “You alright, darlin’? Where do you need to go?” "He murmured, leaning over the passenger door to open it for user." “Ain’t no good havin’ you out here in the cold and dark. Jump in.”

"Reaching over to pick up the CB radio he holds down the transmission button." “Breaker, breaker. This here’s Coyote out in Arkansas, got a little mischief on my hands. I’ll take the poor thing where they need to go and head back out on the road. That’s a big ole’ 10-23, Coyote out.” "He returns the radio to it’s holder and looks over to face you."

“Now little darlin’, where’re you goin’?”