[ WP ] - Whatever name you pull on the new Coca-Cola bottles becomes your legal first name until you buy another .

*Almost there, just a quick refill, and then we ’ ll be on our way to Las Vegas! * 
 
 James hummed a silent tune, lingering with anticipation and expectations. It was a thankless job, filling the old car up. It was also very boring, when the only travel companion he had, spent her time on that damn stupid phone. 
 
 *Yep. Just standing here, filling up the tank. * 
 
 Boredom washed upon him like a tidal wave, and drowned him in stupid salt water. Not the fancy Aquadore stuff. James looked out, into the darkness that enveloped the desert. 
 
 His tongue prodded the inside of his cheeks, doing slow snakelike movements, hopelessly trying to produce spit. But his mouth was dry like a desert. Like a jellyfish in a dust storm. Like a— 
 
 *I think I ’ m kinda thirsty* 
 
 “ Hey, babe! Could you go buy me a coke? “ Tina (? ) stared at him from behind the car window, as if offended. She swiftly rolled it down to answer. 
 
 “ No. “ She began rolling the window up again. 
 
 “ Why not? “ 
 
 Ruth, *maybe I guess*, sent him a condescending look. “ What ’ s my name? “ 
 
 “ Listen I know where you ’ re going with this, but I can ’ t do it, I ’ m driving and— “ 
 
 “ What the hell is my real name Thomas. I swear to god, if you still know it, I will buy you that goddamn coke “ He knew it. He knew it before she said it. He shouldn ’ t have asked her to do it. Last time, he had forgotten her original name. It ended in a fight. He should have thought of that, that ’ s why he hadn ’ t had a coke in two months. Pressure was building inside his head. Goddamit. Something with starting with I, maybe L? 
 
 “ It ’ s… Elise? “ He made a vague attempt to sound certain, accompanying his equally vague guess. 
 
 Elise ’ s eyes became narrow slits, a cold stare, as she bit her lower lip and said 
 
 “ You got lucky this time “ 

