"Okay. Get in the backseat." She darted forward and pulled the keys from the ignition. Jangling them at him, she smirked. "I'll go look in the trunk."

Fury was going to hear a mouthful from her about his shitty mechanic or whoever the car got rented from, but it might not come with a boot to the nards if there was at least a basic supply set in the trunk. Bracing herself, she opened the door and slipped out quickly, closing it behind her to keep as much heat in as she could. "Shit." It was cold out here. Cold and dark. Teeth chattering, she slid her way around the car to the back near the trunk to go rifle in it, looking for equipment.