We had driven out of the city and found a side road in the country, away from lights and traffic. The moon was setting, everything was quiet. I moved closer, hoping she would reciprocate, this was hardly the first time for either of us, but she seemed tense and distant.
-"What is it? There's something on your mind, isn't there?"
-"I heard about a couple that was attacked in their car, it was out west here somewhere..."
Now I was the one feeling tense. It suddenly got very quiet.
-"OK, let's get out of here..."
We drove home in silence. The dark side won that night. There would be other nights, however...