DASH!
Nerva: "Holy McBlueberry- Did I just HIT ON THAT PRETZEL BARISTA?"
Nerva: "& TACKILY hit on her, at THAT?"
Nerva: "That's NOT who I am... Or... uh, IS it? I haven't been verry ME fer a WHILE..."
SLAM!
click-VROOM!
(HASTE-MARKS!)
VROOM!
Nerva: "ZOUNDS!"
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SCREECHY-STOPPING!
Fisheyed sideview mirror!
Pretzel Barista: "Heyya."
Nerva: "Uh, yeah-- about b'fore, I REALIZE how GOUCHE it is ta PICK UP-ATTEMPT a Barista, Cashier or CLERK-- seeing as how they're a CAPTIVE AUDIENCE, and..."
Pretzel Barista: "Well - ya forgot ta say if you wanted MELTED CHEZ with your order of 'some me'"
Nerva: "CRIPES! are you teling me that line WORKED? You havta be yankin' me!"
Nerva: "Or am I in some FAUX REALITY, still?"
Pretzel Barista: "Nah, actually I AM just yanking yer chain... Yer cute n' all- but show a li'l CLASS."
click BRRVROOOG!
DRIVE!
Exit
Nerva: "Random Pretzel Barista, you're my hero."
SCOOT
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