[Like most cars at the Speedwagon Foundation, the keys are waiting on the seat, because this is an enclosed garage and anyone dumb enough to try to steal a car is going to have to get past security anyway, so why bother locking up to begin with? At least it makes it convenient when he needs a car in a hurry, he thinks, as he heads around to the driver's side and hops in.]

Seatbelt on.

[He's such a dad.]

...Did you drive here to work today? How did you get here? If you brought a car, I'll make sure someone picks you up tomorrow morning.