Her Favorite Color Is Chrome

Like the song says, Toni Daytona's not your average pretty girl.

Now, I'm not the car geek in my family. Brother D gets that honor, hands down. He's a mechanic for a living, used to race stock cars, and I don't think his fingernails have been clean since about 1984 or so. But I like cars. I like fast cars. And I like women who like cars. Specifically, I like women who understand my yearning for specific cars...like a '69 Camaro, or the '09 Camaro. Owning both would rock, wouldn't it? The new Challenger is a little slice of alright too...I saw one in person at a local minor-league baseball game. Sweet.

L, who I've talked (obsessed) about here before is a car girl. Not in a Toni Daytona sense, so it's not like I could stop taking my car to professional mechanics if I married her, but she gets me. And she'd look sweet behind the wheel of a convertible muscle car, or snuggled up beside me while I drive.

And the dorky grin (best showcased in the last panel here) just proves that Brad is 100% with smit. So if she's just teasing him, it's gonna be a horrendous crash, Flash. I just hope his male ego isn't going to get in the way. It's cool that she knows a lot about high-performance cars, but if she turns out to know more than he does, he might start feeling emasculated, and that'll be trouble.

It's interesting how Evans has managed to, at least in me, turn Toni from a probably-shallow-trophy-girlfriend into a sympathetic character. It's also a little odd that if Brad and Toni don't work, I'm thinking it'll be Brad's fault. Weird. And kudos to Greg Evans for fleshing the characters out enough to make that possible.