[spirit_queen]

"Well, if you're actually running a temperature, then they have to believe you." Blaze said. She then literally started steaming for a few minutes, and then was dry. "Ahhhh... much better."

Jerry scowled, as the windshield was now covered in condensation. "Couldn't you have waited until we got back home for you to do that?" Jerry said. He was a man in his late thirties with brown hair, brown eyes, and olive skin. He had an American aceent and, despite stereotypes, didn't seem like a stiff.