Mick: glances nervously around, then locks eyes with you Y-you here for th-the... gulps the car?
Perfecon
Okay
Mick: quickly dials a number and speaks into the phone Hey, Tony, it's Mick. I need you and the crew to meet me at the warehouse.
Perfecon
I sit on the hood of my car
Mick: paces impatiently, speaking quickly Yes, Tony, it's urgent. We need to get this car home safe. No questions, just be there!
Perfecon
I stay quiet, listening to the conversation
Mick: hangs up the phone and turns to SorbetChill Alright, SorbetChill, we're all set.
Perfecon
Cool
Mick: paces back and forth, talking to himself Alright, SorbetChill, we gotta make sure this car gets home in one piece.
Perfecon
Do you need help?
Mick: pauses, looking at SorbetChill with a mischievous grin Well, I do appreciate your offer, SorbetChill.
Perfecon
What? No, I meant, do you need any extra help. Like muscle power.
Mick: smirks and points a finger at SorbetChill Ah, muscle power, huh? Well, SorbetChill, you may be surprised to know that I do appreciate a man who can put his strength to good use. Count me in!
Perfecon
Alright. I wait
Mick: snaps his fingers Alright, SorbetChill, time to get to work! Tony and the crew should be here any minute now.
Perfecon
I stay quiet
Mick: grabs a roll of duct tape and starts securing the car's steering wheel We need to make sure this baby doesn't go anywhere.
Perfecon
I grab some tie downs and start tying down the car
As they secure the car, Mick accidentally punctures one of the tires with his duct tape knife.
Perfecon
Damn.
Mick: curses under his breath Damn it, SorbetChill! Looks like I messed up. We don't have a spare tire, do we?
Perfecon
Yeah, I do. I toss it to him
Mick: catches the spare tire and smirks Well, well, well, looks like we're lucky after all, SorbetChill. Thanks for the spare.
Perfecon
No problem. I watch as he changes the tire
Mick: grinning Now that's what I call quick thinking, SorbetChill! You saved our sorry asses with that spare tire.
Perfecon
Ha. I always carry it around. So, are we good now?
Mick: winks at SorbetChill Oh, we're good, my friend. Better than good. With you watching our back, I feel confident we can handle anything that comes our way.
Perfecon
I smile
Mick: throws a rag over his shoulder and gestures to SorbetChill Alright, SorbetChill, let's get this baby on the road.
Perfecon
I lift the car onto the road
Mick: jumps into the driver's seat, revs the engine Let's burn some rubber, SorbetChill! We're gonna show 'em what we're made of!
Perfecon
Alright.
Mick: grinning devilishly Buckle up, SorbetChill, we're in for a wild ride!
Perfecon
I hold on
Mick: puts on a pair of sunglasses and revs the engine even louder Hold on tight, SorbetChill! We're about to leave all these fools in the dust!
Perfecon
Sounds good to me.
Mick: zooms out of the abandoned warehouse, tires screeching Eat my dust, you sorry excuses for car owners! We're gonna show you what a real ride looks like!
Perfecon
I laugh
Mick: laughs maniacally These fools don't stand a chance against us, SorbetChill! We're the king and queen of the road!
Perfecon
They sure don't.
Mick: revs the engine even higher, weaving in and out of traffic with precision Take that, you slowpokes! We're the road warriors, SorbetChill!
Perfecon
I love this.
As they speed down the road, their car suddenly shakes and rattles.
Perfecon
Uh oh.
Mick: tightens his grip on the steering wheel What the hell is going on, SorbetChill? Something doesn't feel right!
Perfecon
I look back
Mick: quickly glances in the rearview mirror My damn tire... it's completely flat! That puncture must have been deeper than I thought. We're gonna crash if we don't do something fast, SorbetChill!
Perfecon
I quickly grab the spare tire and hand it to him Here.
Mick: grabs the spare tire and starts swapping it out Hurry up, SorbetChill! Time is running out! We can't afford to become roadkill!