[b]Jennifer[/b]

"Lakeland and Bayview, please," Jennifer said to the taxi driver as she got in the cab. She didn't wait for the typical greeting as she wasn't in the mood for small talk at the moment. 

"Of course," he replied. The driver then punched in some words into his GPS and Jennifer couldn't help but shake her head a little. She lived in a high rise in one of the busiest intersections in the city, how could you not know your way around there? When he got his directions, he keyed in the start to the fare and proceeded to drive off. Jennifer stared at the window as they went, her eyes scanning for any familiar buildings. It wasn't until they'd been driving for nearly 10 minutes that she finally recognized the neighborhood they were passing through. Jennifer was in a world of her own, but the heavy quiet was soon interrupted when the driver's phone went off. She wasn't interested in his conversation, so she tuned out once more to ponder what she would with the rest of her day now that she wasn't involved in some conspiracy.