[ He just shrugs at the question, clearly thinking this issue is completely unimportant. ]

Sure but it's the only pair you got, so better get used to 'em getting crusty real quick.

[ It's Renji's turn to snort when Badou even so much as suggests that he would ever get behind the wheel again. He turns and makes for the passenger seat, sitting down with a thud and a crunch from what he's hoping is just from spilled chips or whatever. ]

Hell no I ain't drivin' shit. Save the beer for when we get to that... [ He waves a hand. ]— inn, or whatever you called it.