[ Foggy's doing fine, too! Just fine!! He's not sweating every moment he spends learning to drive this vehicle with its manual transmission and what appears to be a nitrous oxide booster he only discovered a week after taking possession of his vehicle. He hasn't spun out a half-dozen times, or nearly ended up rear-ended for stalling out in the middle of the intersection. And it isn't as if there are that many cars on the road, and yet...
Leaning towards his passenger side, he squints through the window at the figure hanging out of their car. ]
Is that a—? Oh, for heaven's sake—
[ Superheroes. Goddamn superheroes. He's noticed a preponderance since his arrival and while he hasn't recognized any of their getups yet, he does feel like this one reads vaguely familiar. Enough that he doesn't feel bad giving back a little guff.
He gets out of the car, leaving his door ajar as he waits behind it, leaning over the frame. ]
It's one-way! That way.
[ He gestures to the sign that is barely hanging, covered in graffiti, pointing down, but he's pretty sure it's meant to be going his direction, not hers. ]
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Leaning towards his passenger side, he squints through the window at the figure hanging out of their car. ]
Is that a—? Oh, for heaven's sake—
[ Superheroes. Goddamn superheroes. He's noticed a preponderance since his arrival and while he hasn't recognized any of their getups yet, he does feel like this one reads vaguely familiar. Enough that he doesn't feel bad giving back a little guff.
He gets out of the car, leaving his door ajar as he waits behind it, leaning over the frame. ]
It's one-way! That way.
[ He gestures to the sign that is barely hanging, covered in graffiti, pointing down, but he's pretty sure it's meant to be going his direction, not hers. ]
And I suck at backing up. Like really suck.