[No radio, no teary eyed family members asking for help for information. Or...whatever. Larry staunchly believes that they are aiding in the search. Why wouldn't they? It is what family does. Knowing what he knows of Freddy, feeling protective of him he would do that if he believed that cops were good. A big hypothetical. One he simply cannot get over.]

Feeling beat. [To be honest. He stifles a yawn as he stretches.]

Thanks for driving. I was getting the stares. You know the more we're down here the more things sort of look the same.

[Sometimes rural and sketch. Other times a metropolitan like any other City. Speaking of keeping ahead.]

Hey. Slow up.

[Larry leans with both paws on the dashboard.]