Now that their group is collectively gathered on the sidewalk near the mangled motorized machine mound, Lucas clears his throat a bit awkwardly while debating what to say to politely encourage Clementine to be on her way.
Having determined that the pile of wreckage seems stable, Miss Calculated began rummaging around the edges, snooping through glove boxes and armrests in case there was anything of interest.
Willy had gone on his own excursion, his tail wagging excitedly when he finds a half-filled bag of beef jerky.
Miss Masher has wandered back over to the pile and began exploring her potential as a modern artist.
No wait, false alarm, she was re-arranging some car parts so she could pull out the backseat from an SUV without causing the pile to lose structural integrity, dropping said seat onto the ground nearby and heavily sitting on it.