"And then you'd use that laugh every chance you get." Veronica chuckles, shaking her head. "We'd have to stop you for that alone. But don't worry; I'll explain what happened to the girls and take care of them for you." she smiles.
"You get that shell and it's a date. I'll start reading up on it in the meantime. I couldn't tell a carburetor from an alternator if my life depended on it, and I don't want you thinking you have to teach a class just to get me up to speed." she says, looking around the room.
Veronica sees another car in the opposite corner.
"Which one is she?" Veronica asks.