Mel did. She clicked the seatbelt into place, wondering a little at it. Cars didn't have these anymore, just better... everything. This was a box that moved. The cars from her time were, it seemed, probably better in every way.
She smirked at his comment. "Happens more than you think," she said.
And it was true. Running from rooftop to rooftop was something Mel did all the time.