Belle blinked as she eyed the vehicle. "Car. . . " she asked, she had heard of them back home, "Very odd technology" she let him lead her where she was supposed to sit. The smell of the leather, and the heat of the car given it had been out under the sunlight was quite different than being inside the house. She smiled slightly, then hissed, the leather was too hot, and her skirt was short, so her thighs aren't used to the heat, she grumbled something in her language, and rubbed her thigh still sitting. "Hot." she explained, so he wouldn't think she was insulting him or something.