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“Where is this place, again?”
“Downtown. Uh…you know that burger place?”
“The one with the fries?”
“Yeah, the one with the fries. It’s a couple blocks north of that, I think.”
“You think?”
“I’ll figure it out.”
“Are you sure I can’t drive?”
“If you drive, it’ll take us an hour. If I drive, we can be there in forty-five minutes.”
“Yeah, see, that’s the problem – ”
“Seatbelts, please!”
“Dude, I’m the only other person in the car.”
“Are you wearing your seatbelt?”
“…Well, I am now.”
“Perfect. Let’s go!”
-
“Stop doing that.”
“Doing what?”
“That gasping thing. Stop it.”
“Well maybe I would stop gasping if you would stop swerving in front of opposing traffic.”
“It’s called a left turn.”
“NOT WHEN YOU CUT IT THAT CLOSE – ”
-
“You need to start braking, the light is red.”
“I am braking.”
“Brake harder!”
“I am!”
“No, you’re not!”
-
“Light’s yellow.”
“Mm.”
“Light’s yellow, why aren’t we slowing down?”
“I can make it.”
“That’s not how it – aaaaand you’re going for it.”
“See? The light stayed yellow!”
“One of these days you’re going to kill me.”
-
“Why are we making a U-turn.”
“I missed the turn.”
“This is the third U-turn you’ve made in ten minutes. Do you even know where we are anymore?”
“Sure I do. We’re downtown.”
“I’m blown away by your expert navigation skills.”
“Thanks.”
“That was sarcasm.”
-
“Why are you turning left? The light is red!”
“We’re on a one-way street.”
“So!?”
“I’m turning left onto a one-way street.”
“And!?”
“You’re allowed to make a left turn on red if it’s from a one-way street onto a one-way street.”
“…That can’t be true.”
“Look it up.”
“Uh…”
“What does it say?”
“…It’s legal. Somehow.”
“I told you it was fine.”
-
Dark turns to look at Chosen once the car is parked.
Chosen smirks at him. “I don’t know why you made such a fuss. We made it, didn’t we?”
Dark rolls his eyes. “When we go home, I’m driving.”
“All right, granny.”
“For the last time, I do not drive like a granny!”