Okay, cool, maglev minecarts. I've never heard of that. I-- [He cuts off, train of thought gone, staring at her.]

...Bomb flower?

[WELL SHIT NOW HE NEEDS ONE. Or two. A whole bouquet, even.

But, wait, focus.]

I'm gonna level with you. I have nooooo idea what you just said. Late 2010s around here, dunno if you'd call that an era.

But yeah, that's me. Aaaall about practical. Practically getting shit done.