“Congratulations, I’m surprised,” James deadpanned as he took it all in, noting makes and models for future reference. “This kind of tech isn’t even supposed to exist yet.”
“There are more things in heaven and earth, LITTLE brother, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.” Sera teased.
“I guess… Hey, did you just couch a short joke in Hamlet?” Apparently James wasn’t always as quick on the uptake.
“Guess I can’t blame you, if these guys are anything to judge by, you finally have it over me in height. I’d bet the Doctor Horrible wannabes are here for you. Think it’s safest if I go with, wherever they take you.”
“Gee, you think?” she snarked, “Probably want to take me apart to see how their latest weapon actually worked. Chill, Jamie, worst comes to worst, I kick the collective asses of an army of giant robots and we scram. Besides, what’re you gonna do, shout ‘No disassemble Number Five’?” she joked, hiding her nervousness behind a quote from Short Circuit as she opened her driver’s door.