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“A DeLorean!” Reggie exclaims, gesturing towards the stainless-steel car. “I haven’t seen one of those since before I moved to LA!”
“It’s just a car?” Luke says, bewildered.
“A hella fly car!” Reggie grins. “The doors open up like wings, and I saw one fly once, when I was a kid. You’d think all the cars in 2020 would fly now. If the tech existed in the 80’s…”
Luke and Alex exchange a worried look over his shoulder.
Across the street, Marty turns to Doc.
“How was this guy a kid in the 80’s?”
“What? There’s no one here, Marty.”