
After their delayed departure from princess s's palace Gin and Swanic fired up their trusty guide April and headed out of Brooklyn. It didn't take long for them to realize that April was up to no good. As Gin screamed obscenities and Swanic attempted to interpret April's newly adopted Welsh accent, the vindictive machine calmly led our duo over the Manhattan bridge and into Chinatown. Gin clutched the wheel in terror as morning traffic sped around here. Deciding to ignore all the other cars and change lanes without looking, Gin made into the Holland tunnel. Initial cries of relief faded into silence as the duo realized that the roaring engine they heard did not belong to a Harley, but rather to the Matrix. Despite Swanics professional assessment of "I'm sure it's fine," Olivia's troubles had worsened. April redeemed herself by locating a Meineke in New Jersey and Gin pulled a limping Olivia in for a checkup.

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rire: Once the repair- funded by Norm, patron of the arts.
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