A favourite colour? Nobody had ever asked her that before. Eponine looked dumbly around, before nodding, as her eyes landed on a certain car.

"Red. Mouse, I like red best, if you please." A random choice, but it was nice and bright, at least. Eponine started over to it, though when she reached it, she waited for Mouse to get the door. Every other time she had ridden in a car, somebody had held the door open for her to clamber in. She wasn't entirely sure how to open it, and she was not about to make an idiot of herself in front of this boy.

"I have never been in a red car. A black one and a yellow one before. I wonder if it is any different."