"Do you now?" began Namor with a small smile. The fool was trapped now. He'd wandered right into the web. "It is a rather comfortable, I must admit." He casually raised a hand and the doors on both sides locked shut. The car shifted gears then and moved off, back into the busy street. "Handles well too." They should be heading for an alley way a good ten miles out from here. That should give him plenty of time to address this buffoon.