“Hey Ignis, you do remember this is an off road vehicle, right?”
“Of course.”
“So you could, you know, not stay between the lines all the time?”
“Where’s the challenge in that?”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I like driving this very big and very stupid car in the most affectedly civilised way possible.”
“Wow, you are serious.”
“Besides, the look on peoples’ faces when we pull up behind them is endlessly amusing.”
“Yeah OK, fair point.”
“Also, I don’t need to play leapfrog with a boulder to compensate for some deficiency in my knickers.”
“Oh my gods, Iggy, this is my dad’s car!”
“It most certainly is not! Your father’s car was a luxury sedan painted a stately Lucian black. This – monstrosity – is an obnoxious fire-spitting abomination, entirely too excessive in every measure, and you’ve painted it some kind of… sparkly… pink.”
“It’s dark ruby! And I thought you liked it!”
“I do, I love it.”
“Has good suspension too…”
“…True.”
“You wanna pull over for a sec?”
“…Yes.”
Off road vehicle.
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