Yeah, a peace movement was something he could understand and get behind. The thought of ever actually making that statement though, of making oneself known, of gaining any kind of attention at all? Made him extremely uncomfortable. But in the end: "Well, if you're the greaser girl, then I guess I'm the flower child. Hold the crown though, I don't think my hair would appreciate it." Any excuse to be messier and look even more out of control...
Three hours, the count was on and they were waved off, leaving them to check on the last duo who were likely okay -- though David could imagine Kerry being a bit on the grumpy side as well. If only because Cary's body couldn't exactly keep up with her energy and her stress relief. Hopefully Cary was managing to distract her enough from that fact with his usual comedy gold.
"The lab," came with quick confirmation and smile. "And questions for science." Arms linked again, the way to the lab was spent with David mostly seeing what it would take to keep up with a natural long-legged pace and agreeing that yeah, definitely needed to keep it chill. Short legs, no good with the walking fast without it being a royal pain. Learning experience. Experiencing being in his girlfriend's body -- wow. Just another reminder of the oddity of it all.
And, in the lab, a quick peek through the glass door showed the Loudermilks in conversation, both still separate, so that was something. "Think they've tried going back together again, or do you think Kerry would flip out at being the sole driver?" For all that she was an incredibly strong and capable woman, that didn't seem like her cup of tea. The day-to-day being boring for her and all. Talk about exact opposites, himself and Kerry. Nothing would please him more than only having the day-to-day to deal with, no fights, no wars, just life.