strange family

Ben and Dante leaned against the minivan and looked at the house in the distance.

"What do you think?" Ben asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" Dante glanced at the house, unfazed. "We should ask for help."

Ben frowned.

"Can't we just sleep in the minivan?"

"We could, if you hadn't thrown all my stuff out during the chase."

Ben laughed awkwardly, remembering.

But he insisted.

"I don't know..." Ben crossed his arms. "Would you help two strangers who showed up out of nowhere in the middle of the night asking for help?"

"Yes," Dante nodded with a smile and walked toward the house.

Ben rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation.

"That was a sarcastic question. No one would open their door to two strangers in the middle of the night."

"You don't know that," Dante shook his head with a smile. "You'd be surprised how many good people are willing to help."