"Yeah, don't ever go there," he counters dryly. "Not unless you've gotta thing for drunk rednecks with shotguns and pick-up trucks." Though if he can say one thing, he can give Alabama this much: it made his and Jay's job a hell of a lot easier when it came to sneaking around on private property. Pretty much everyone else was doing the same, the primary difference being that he and Jay were unfortunate and stupid enough to do it sober.

"People tend to make their own fun. I guess." Like by stealing future cars, for example. And then...do they even have traffic laws here? Should he be worried?

Fine time to start worrying.