Lizbet has the keys to a different car in her hands. She waves them at Naninami. “Ready to go? Does Grem need a ride?”
Naninami: Yup! I’m ready. Let’s call Grem and figure out where to meet him.
The pair head to the basement where Lizbet unlocks a 2012 Dodge Viper. “You gotta yell shotgun before you go in.”
Naninami looks up from dialing Grem’s number: Oh! Shotgun!
Lizbet presses a button that causes the windows of the driver’s and front passenger’s seat to roll down.
Lizbet: Then you have to slide in without opening the door.
Lizbet attempts this very thing, but doesn’t quite manage it, falling over when she sticks one foot in, losing her balance once she brings the other one in.
Lizbet: It looked so much easier on TV.
Nani slides into the passenger’s seat through the window. (4 vs. Body 10 + Acrobatics 2)
Gord’s cellphone rings.
Lizbet: Whoa, you’re amazing.
Lizbet begrudgingly enters the vehicle the normal way. “Next time, I’ll get it right.”
Nani: Hey, Mr. Grem. Lizbet and I are leaving to meet Don the Don and get you that bot thing. Want us to pick you up someplace?
Lizbet slips into her seat belt, and then starts revving her engine.
Gord: Depends. Did Lizbet try that sliding-in-through-the-window thing to get in the car again?
Nani: Yeah, I think she needs to work on it more. Next time she should try feet first instead of butt first.
Gord: Good advice. But no, I’ve got my own ride, thanks.
Back at the Sapphire Dungeon…err…Taimi’s lair… her alarm is ringing. However, she doesn’t remember having work until the late afternoon, since she’s taking Jennifer’s shift, since she’s still missing.
Nani: OK. She turns to Lizbet He’s got his own ride. Where should he meet us?
That sounds like way too much information for Taimi’s brain to process when there’s some noisy thing ringing in her ear, waking her up.
Lizbet: Parking lot at the east BC dockyard. We’re meeting Don the Don inside the dockyard.
She remembers because she mentally reserved the time for sleep. Her brain is amazing at coming up with excuses to not wake up.
Naninami passes the information onto Grem then realizes it might be easier just to use the zPhone’s speakerphone function.
Gord: Thanks. I’ll meet you there.
Lizbet pulls out of her parking spot, and then guns it, nearly knocking over a couple walking to their car. She cuts around a curve with the precision of a Nascar driver as she exits the parking garage. The bars automatically go up as she approaches, but she goes through it anyway, shattering it to a million pieces.
Her vehicle’s progress is unfazed as she cuts directly into traffic without stopping.
The next 15 minutes for the two of them are pretty much a Need for Speed video game, and surprisingly after creating at least a half dozen crashes, and performing a barrel roll, no cops are chasing after her.
Nani frantically attempts to fasten her seatbelt. The bat she fell asleep next to even keeps her pesky robot servant away.