"Oh yeah, sure. Well, good thing for you, you can get out of it now. How nice and convenient for you that you only mean it when things are going your way," he snorts, then slams his hand on the locks so Adam doesn't stupidly hurl himself out of the car, because the dumb fuck would, and then Kavinsky would have to run him over. "I didn't start shit, Parrish. This is all you. All fucking you. I'm not stopping the car so just deal with it. I told them I'd drive you home, so you're getting driven home."