"Yeah, are you okay? There's ice in that shot glass,"
Yukamo starts leaning against Tippy's shoulder.
: I'm telling you, man, those things are bigger than you think.
Meanwhile, Nagato goes to exchange her cash for Deltan money to use the arcade machine, and Xiaomei and Yamashiro discuss cars.
: I'm just saying, who wouldn't want to own a
'52 Tauros Dictator?
: People who aren't fascist government officials, for one. Also, people who like steering that doesn't feel like it's less responsive than a comatose turtle.
: Well if you have one, you probably have someone to drive you anyway, so the steering isn't a problem for
you, now, is it? You just sit in the back, put your feet up, and grin at the envious plebeians on the cramped city buses as you blow past them.
: What good is a car if you're not the one driving it? Might as well just have an autopiloted couch at that point.
: You say that as if an automated couch isn't the end goal of the entire automotive industry.
: Bah, people are always going to prefer driving themselves places over letting a machine do it. Self-driving cars are never going to catch on unless real cars are illegalized.
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