"I'll watch your back and you watch mine," Sam answered with a tiny smile, because the only thing that seemed the same was G. As long as they were fine, they would figure things out.
Sam rolled his eyes. "I'm appropriating a vehicle under the jurisdiction of the federal government with every intention of returning the vehicle or pay for it, unless Hetty kills me for whatever damage we're about to cause."
He looked around and sighed. "Some of these cars don't exist, G." He nodded. "There, you can't go wrong with a corvette. Come on, let's get out."