Maggie coughs awkwardly to cover her nervousness, her eyes flicker and her body does a strange sort of convulsion under Gabriel’s all-seeing gaze, but she forces it all down and tries to act naturally.
"What are you looking at? Are you once again stunned by my beauty?"
Gabriel looks her up and down in a slow and calculating manner before sneering and turning in the seat so that he is facing to look straight out of the windscreen, ignoring Maggie as he drags the door shut himself.
Maggie wipes down her clothing, trying to straighten out the wrinkles in the fabric like the movement will straighten out the never ending pile of creases in her life.
She breathes a secret sigh of relief. Since she found out the truth, she feels like everyone knows, like suddenly there is a tattoo of Omega
