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"Just an awesome night out with the coolest guy around!"

Jack leans into the kiss, always appreciative that his fashion-doll immobile mouth doesn't put her off any. When he pulls away he takes a minute to remind himself what bits of the car do what before heading out.

"I dunno if it's that week spent living that what-if native life, but I gotta say, driving one of these things doesn't feel as weird anymore. Driving in general, I...I dunno the last time I even drove myself before coming here. Never bothered when I was growing up planetside - where the fuck was there to drive to? - and then I was hopping from space station to corporate ship to colonized asteroid...I only ended up living on an actual planet for a little while in my adult life." And then he'd had people to drive for him, and a whole fleet of cars at his disposal. Touch of a button, bam there was a car.

So yeah, it's been a while, and probably not since he was living on Athenas and working at HQ. Lifetimes ago.

"But what kinda shitty caveman loser would I be if I was always making you drive?"