The Bus Driver: ...
Meta-Gurl: ...
The Bus Driver: Meta-Gurl.
The Bus Driver: Alright, if we're gonna do this... we're doing it right.
The Bus Driver: Yo, Waterbreath! You comin' or what?
The Bus Driver: This, is my Flaming Fury. She's, well, she's my one true love.
Meta-Gurl: Come on, let's go.
The Bus Driver: Welcome to the crib. Only a select lucky few get to see this, y'know.
Meta-Gurl: Oh, how lucky I feel.
The Bus Driver: That city out there? Simulation. Just something to look at instead of nothing.
Waterbreath: We're not here to hang out, man.
The Bus Driver: ...Yeah. I know.
Meta-Gurl: Why did you keep calling me?
The Bus Driver: How could I not? You're one of the only girls who grinds my mean green right.
The Bus Driver: Look... I ain't one to settle down or take things seriously.
Meta-Gurl: BUT I wanted something serious! Not booty calls!
The Bus Driver: Alright, alright... your boy Waterbreath made that completely clear. I'll stop.
The Bus Driver: For whatever it's worth... I'm sorry. For using you.
Meta-Gurl: I'll accept your apology. But I don't forgive you.
Meta-Gurl: I'm going home. I've heard enough. I got what I needed.
Waterbreath: ...