"Fuck it, I'm stopping." He pulled the van into the gas station parking lot, trailing a cloud of road dust behind it, pulled it to a stop just outside the door. "Don't forget ice."
She took the cooler with her.
He turned to look into the back, where the power bench seat had become a bed. "How you doin' back there, bro?"
The alien stirred, looked around. "Hot. Your planet is hot."
"Yeah, man, it's like, ninety-seven today. Sorry. I'll turn the A/C up."
The alien lay back down, and after a moment, added: "Tell her to get some Funyuns."