[Better than benches, she bets! Hattie tries not to look too amused by Tetra's caution, and is quite patient during the moment of hesitance. She slips in afterward and slams the door shut. She instructs to the driver:]

Home, please. [Then to Tetra.] Is it? Did you build it yourself?

[The engine revs, then the vehicle takes off, briefly pressing the riders to the back of the seating.]

(OOC: If you're interested and/or don't have other plans, I can open up a log for the household visit?)