Her first thought when she spotted the blue car was: Batman? But, no, it wasn't dark enough. Tall dark and grumpy usually made everything black. Her second thought, however, ended up being a cross between thinking how sexy it looked and wondering if that meant she was attracted to the Batmobile.

"Well, hello."

Anyway, it looked fast and she could get into that. Which she did. Or try to at least. She used her claws to attempt to pry open the door and slip inside the driver's seat (without scratching anything of course -- she would never ruin pretty things like that).

This was like Christmas and Santa had left a get-a-way car right where she needed one!